039 : SUMMER

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Dedicated to Francesca Leaf and Chellezein


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There was a time,
I became hard on myself,
I hated and resented its own shelf.
I believed I'm an unworthy leaf.
I was trash. Hopeless. Worthless.
I became someone who knows
nothing but sadness only exist.
There was no happiness,
I don't even know what it means.

It was cold.
The wind was surprisingly old.
Every drops of the rain on the ground,
made me wonder when will I be found,
by the happiness I suppose to bound.
I believed I'm meant to freeze
into the cold winter breeze.

It was.
Not until I layed my eyes on you.
My eyes, met the sun,
The warmest and the brightest one.

It's incredibly warm.
That gentle smile and a sweet voice
reminds me of the sun
That appears when everything is done
That sun, who gives me a new hope.
The warmth of your hugs
makes me forgot of my cold days,
of the time I spent alone.
This must be the warm summer,
That many people loves to utter.
I fell in love with this weather,
that time I layed my eyes in a corner,
You're staring at the sky full of wonder.
It's warm. I love summer.
It makes me feel alive,
Especially when you are with me,
Telling me what's it means,
To have a summer, together.

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@Unpredictable_colors

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