Don’t
blame him.
Don’t blame
her.
Not for the
betrayal, not for
walking away.
The heart,
is
a world of
changing weather.
And
people?
They dress
for the storm
they
feel.
You were
summer,
they felt cold.
You were sun,
they longed for shade.
Don’t
blame them.
Even skies
can’t hold
one season forever.
May 21, 2025
May 21, 2025 at 5:51 AM UTC
Don’t
blame him.
Don’t blame
her.
Not for the
betrayal, not for
walking away.
The heart,
is
a world of
changing weather.
And
people?
They dress
for the storm
they
feel.
You were
summer,
they felt cold.
You were sun,
they longed for shade.
Don’t
blame them.
Even skies
can’t hold
one season forever.
Some people's hearts change, like weather.
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