We were like summer.
Warm, bright, and gorgeous.
We were like sunlight on water, radiating in every direction.
We were happy, in love.
Free.

The last few days of summer felt like losing
Losing an ongoing battle that we thought we could win.
Our love is fading, and what has taken it’s place is cold.

We’re winter now.
We don’t speak, we don’t smile.
The flowers are dying, and the roads are slippery.

Winter is like trying to forget, trying and failing.
Waking up and wishing it had never happened.
Wishing we could smile again.
Wishing spring was here,
But our winter will never end.