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seasons passing.

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Published: Sep 19, 2011

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_{i caught you tiptoeing through my fogged up mind in the early hours of this
morning and i wondered why i didn't feel you in the depths of my heart
stinging like pin prick, and how come it was still light even though you
always cause the rain to leak down my windows. you were lighter somehow,
with summer kissing your skin rather than the gray winter that usually
hung so heavily from your far too boney anatomy, and your mouth had
re learned to fight gravity and stand upright once more.
which made me fight gravity again as well.

i'd forgotten that your eyes were the most spectacular shade of sunshine with
greens and blues all swirled together together to make fireworks explode from
your iris. they'd been bleak and washed out for so long that i'd forgotten how
they made my insides squirm and feel all light and airy. like that instead of
drowning in them, just maybe i could float on them away to somewhere wonderful and lovely.
i'd missed that, not having to avoid your gaze in case i got caught in
a rip and wasn't ever able to save myself.

this morning seems to be different, my ribcage isn't threatening to snap clean
in half and leave me gasping and cursing you under my breath. i'm not struggling
with invisible fingers tugging the backs of shoes or pulling heartstrings
that are far too tightly wound to make some strange siren song to lure you
back from the [better off] dead. but its s hard to comprehend that so much can change
in the space of 365 days, and that i may never actually see you again.
its even harder to comprehend how i'm okay with this,}