strawberry-symphonies

[strawberry-symphonies]

𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘞𝘐𝘕𝘋𝘚

We sat on the porch steps,

Silently listening to each other's thoughts.

You knew.

You grabbed my hands,

Pulling me onto the empty street.

Holding my face in your touch,

You watched my emotions fall from

My eyes,

Being laid out on my sleeve for only you to see.

Bathed in street lights,

The warm orange glow consumed us.

You asked me 'why?'

But the only answer you'd receive

Was tears that turned into icicles when

They fell.

I wanted to scream,

And tell you I am better

And that I've changed for good,

But and addicts words are only

As good as their actions.

Flurries flew all around us,

Sticking onto our dampening hair.

The winter winds nip at my nose

But frostbite does not compare

To a burning soul.

The fire in my skin melts the flakes

Into a muddled river of regrets.

And the scorching blood in my veins

Tracts the toxins of injections

That make reality blurry.

You always told me to tell you

When things felt bad again

But winter made it easy.

Winter is a weighted blanket

That you can suffocate under.

Winter is a certain kind of silent

That leaves you frozen while

Staring into the face of your own

Mistakes.

The winter winds whisper into

You ear about wise words

But those wise words are soaked

In snowbanks of wrong paths

Disguised by a fine powder.

Much like any high,

It eventually comes to an end.

And I'm sorry I listened to those

Wise words.

But springtime is fast approaching

And I've overstayed my welcome.

I'm sorry I chose to live in these

Winter winds.

[strawberry-symphonies]

𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚.

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