It’s been a delicate year, I wish I could say I’ve learned everything that I promised I will but it’s not easy to stay true to yourself and keep going when your world is falling apart. Instead I know now that spring really does come at the right time. And you did, when I least expected, you walked through that door, with your big smile and extraordinary energy, you light that place up, and I know it wasn’t the first time, it’s been awhile since I’ve known who you are, and maybe it was meant to happen latter on, but not until the wrong yet right time. Our timing is so off, we’ve comed together when both of our worlds were falling apart. I used to call you Trouble, but you’re my spring. I hope we don’t end up broken nor hurt. A wave you are, beautiful like the ocean. There's something in your eyes I don't want to let go, I can only hope you found something in me you don't want to lose, I’m so bad at expressing my feelings but I can always sit and write you letters, so you'll always remember that in early December your name was Spring.
P.S. Thank you for existing.
- Alex Antally 🌸