Ignore me through these sour tears
Unripe with early harvest
Their roots are growing weak, I fear,
From picking with such violence.

this is the worst time of the year
it's unbelievably cold, but hot chocolate has a ton of calories
there's a ton of snow, but the wind's too rough for skiing,
the holidays are behind us and we're all in debt.

summer, I miss you.

When I grow up, I want to stay young.
I want my youth to outlive me.
And imprint on those who have lost themselves to maturity.
The older you are, the harder it is to see the simple beauty in each tiny miracle.
I never want to lose that perspective, the farther it goes, the harder it it is to get back.
It's so much easier to grow up than to climb

Strong ties can only weather so much erosion
Knots get untied after so much tension from each string
And sometimes, you learn it was never a knot
But a tangle in the thread.
When it's all laid out flat,
You see who's really stuck with you the whole time
And who's only there for the status.
Where are you now ?

IT SNOWED TODAY.
It was beautiful.

Everyone got off the bus cursing and stomping their feet,
Saying how much they hated the snow.
It's sad how nobody saw how the sky glittered against the grey clouds.

I wish they could.

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