The last days of winter are amoung us. The last day of loneliness has come down. Now, the first day of love has stepped up. 12:00 am. Snow falling down. Warmness of Spring, hoping to come, and 'spring up'. Now, as you think of your past, in the last months. The last times we had Winter. Once February, walked in, did you feel a little warmth or care in the air? Maybe in yourself? And when you saw the first drop of snow, falling down. Helplessly, falling. You felt a little of sorrow. How does theese changes of seasons effect, on us? Have you thought of that yet? Maybe just for one minute. The first day of love, care, valentine's, and spring, is upon us now.
Or does this time of so called 'love feeling' or just February makes you even more lonely. Just lonely. What's this feeling? I ask myself. You have everything. But some aren't happy with their lives. They have their reasons. I don't. I don't bother then. How about you?
But at times, I think of Feb. in happy ways also. Greatful for friends, family, life, love, care, music, and intellegence. But, once you have some (little) things you focus on like fashion, music, your loved one, my inventions, things you want, friends, and many others. I'll be thinking but outter layered. Maybe, not outside of the box, as you suppose. Just more, wholely. I do, give thoughts about theese little things you all think about. Also, at times, I desire to also.
Strange, isn't it? You probably have heard of this before. But, even though you feel like you just one step or just a hand reach from getting that one thing you desire, want, immesely love. You just are more farther than you think. As for me, I go both ways. Think both ways also.
Sounds depressing, right? Now, for my final letterings, come closer, and closer. I say.
Goodbye winter....good morning, love. I enjoyed your detailed snow, melting down, through the car window. But, I'll just have to wait for you, here, the same place, next year. Now, I must, see love. Shoot at me. Like an arrow, though my heart...
Goodbye Winter...Good Morning, Love.
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