No winter

I know there’s been winter somewhere. Honestly, I remember fall – and I remember it quite well, a long, hurtful fall and me sufocating beneath the dead leaves falling from the trees.

I woke up now to this rainy spring time. I see flowers strting to blossom everywhere. a deep green over the prairies because fo all the water coming from the sky. I raise my face to the greyish clouds and ask them if they’re crying all my uncried tears. They don’t answer me back. I wasn’t really expecting them too.

How can a whole season go away without us even noticing it ?