Some say that in life we all have seasons., and onec a season pass it is time too move on, but we can't
Well my love I am happy to say that it is offically spring.
In autum, the love begins to fade, conversation begins to shorten, words soon have no meaning.
In winter our haeats become so hard, our words began to hurt, sendind chills cold enough to paralyze, down to the bone. Mourning frost start to cover our minds and we just can't get right.
Then we have spring!
when spring hit we are not too cold or too hot we are just right, We have words for each other like a cool breeze, we walk along the beach holding hands, our hearts are intertwined and connected like pollen to a fly, we are warm as the suns rays and cool as a glass of ice water.
I dread the next season, fore we are so hot and bitter like grandmas limonade in the summer..... Or words cut like thorns from the plants outside and our words burn, there are so fierce not even a nice cube of ice can cool them down.
but for now I will rejoice because,
Baby it is officallyy spring and our season is here...
Peace, and Love!
~Ashley Nicole~
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