I live in a city where
Once the spring sun finally
Sets back into the April sky
We wear smiles we forgot
That we had

How wonderful it is
To be kissed by the sweet
Sunshine after a cold long-
Distance relationship

Spring brought memories
Of summer
And summer consisted of
Ice cream cones and naps with
The ceiling fan on

It told tales of midnight kisses
And swingset sunrises
Being the first two eyes
To witness the night blue sky
Changing into firey shades
Of red

But it is not summer
       it is not spring

Without you now I live
In a never ending winter
Stuck on replay in december
With bone chilling winds
And blue lips

And oh my god
I miss your finger tips
On my skin and icecream
Cone dips
I cannot bear the silence
of night without your
Heartbeat in my ear

So I still sleep with the
Ceiling fan on to remind me
Of you, dear