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february skies ,

Writer: Mihlali McitekaMihlali Mciteka

death ,

came knocking at my door ,

grief ,

demanded me to feel everything ,

mourning ,

needed me to be present in everything ,

you ,

left me with my heart full of love for you ,

blue ,

became my favorite my color ,

seasons ,

turned cold , just as your heart towards me ,

i felt alone , alone at the hands of your touch ,

i cannot stop but to think of the darks times ,

i was there for you ,

when no one was ,

even when you were not there for yourself ,

but you found it in you to leave me ,


death ,

the dying of my love for you ,

the dying of everything that i felt for you ,

grief ,

a reminder not to feel this shit for you ,

grieving the process i lost my mind for what i thought we could be ,

mourning ,

all the good memories that we shared ,

that you no longer care for ,

blue ,

watching and learning from how everything seemed like it would never turn for the better ,

and how everything is now ,

seasons ,

a lesson of how seasons change ,

how i could experience the biggest storm ,

to having such a beautiful sunshine at the end ,


i lost hope ,

i found hope ,

i lost you ,

but i never lost the ability to love ,


fly high ,

run away with the february skies ,

everything dies ,

just as my love for you ,


...continue resting .

 
 
 

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