015: the loneliness of broken trees in winter, or the summer sun pines for those it’s blinded
July 4, 2009
when the summer comes and you think you’re out of love, and the sunshine is too bright and you find you’re so light-sensitive that you
blind your own eyes with walls
what will you do when the winter arrives, cold and desolate and begging for company? the snow falls
just for you now, the snow falls just for you, and though you can’t see the frozen trees they’re breaking for your promises, they’re
taking all your blame and pain, remembering what summer looked like, before you built your walls too high for them to reach their
branches over.
when the autumn comes and you can focus again on the crunch of the leaves under your shoes, you’ll remember, maybe, and see again.
the loneliness of broken trees in winter, or the summer sun pines for those it’s blinded by levi hatle is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 3.0 United States License.
