
I thaw.
Crystallised in ice, my heart stirs back to life. From blue to blooming red, the season has come and I thaw.
The layers of cold, the once solid ice slide down, fluttering to the ground, melting into puddles at my feet. It’s a little like autumn inside, but it is also spring. I am no longer numb, no longer cold — the season has come and I thaw.
And I know it will be a sweet, lingering spring. Because the heat that warmed this heart up came from within.
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this is beautiful
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Thank you! 🙂 I really enjoy your writing, so I’m actually quite happy that you liked it ^^
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