“I remember when we first came here, don’t you?”
Only the ambient nature answered him.
“The storm had come out of nowhere, drenching us down to the bone,”
Swaying leaves traced over a wrinkled crown as he touched the orange splotch.
“And yet we couldn’t stop laughing…why were we doing that…I don’t remember…”
A light wisp sent the wind through his weathered fingers.
“…even sopped in mud and soaked in water, you looked so beautiful…”
Breaching the clouds, a sliver of sun kissed his now tear-stained cheeks.
“I told you I loved you…now they are going to cut it down…”
I won’t lie, this has been a rough week already, so I’m not sure how much I will be writing in the immediate future. a lot of things are changing and changing quickly. Still, this one came together so very perfectly.
I hope you all enjoy!