“My love remains an unfurled bud, a future with a diametric fate; I’ll blossom in the Spring, or else suffer through another winter alone.”

You aren’t here. But somehow, Even when I can’t feel you, I am guided by you. I know what you are; Just a false light, A fleeting sight, But my eyes Catch your fire And my heart takes over; I can’t move forward Without you. My world remains opaque, Where nothing exists But the indent … Continue reading “My love remains an unfurled bud, a future with a diametric fate; I’ll blossom in the Spring, or else suffer through another winter alone.”