I love the sun.
I miss it in the winter
But I want to stop neglecting the clouds.
They remind us that we can’t always shine,
We can’t always be warm for ourselves
Or for others.
Maybe it’s just me,
But when the sun goes behind a cloud
Even for just a moment
My soul freezes.
Maybe this is a reflection of myself.
Of how I let my warmth slip away
Whenever the smallest thing goes wrong.
But why am I so scared of the cold?
It causes us to hold tighter to those we love.
I wonder why
I’m so in love
With the way the sun filters through the trees.
The green tones of the leaves turning warm.
The shadows and light creating a masterpiece on the Earth’s floor.
When you and I walk barefoot through the grass.
Hand in hand.
Smiling.
The sun is there too.
I love the sun.
And I love you.
I love the way you remind me the sun always comes back.
Just like love does
Yet
The sun is always present.
We just can’t see it.
Maybe
Love works that way too.
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I dream of a stream running behind our small house in the woods
Of the fireplace on the cold days
The sun shining through the windows in the summer
A simple, full life
Full of love and kindness.
Food we grew ourselves
Our favorite Hozier record playing softly
While we dance barefoot on the cold hardwoods
In our home.
Walking out the door into endless trees
Mountains
And streams.
I imagine you there with me
As I ride the highs and lows of life
Supporting you in yours too
And loving through it all.