Summer

In the winter of my life
I left a blizzard in my wake
A swirling vortex of ice, a whirlwind shield
My heartbeat slowing, a dropping temperature
I set out in search of warmth
When I stumbled across an orange glow
I never once looked away
The heat was captivating and there she stood
My summer, my longing
How did it turn out this way?
Perhaps it was unending loneliness
The empty feeling of pieces scattered about
A void
Or maybe it was just an act out of desperation
I loved the way her vines wrapped through my icicle fingers
The fire she breathed into my lungs
The beauty of the tragedy wrapped my eyes and left me blind
For the moments of complete happiness
Kept me from realizing I was slowly melting into the earth
I wailed as my hands began to shrink
She was no longer entwined in my soul
Standing over me, watching with her sunset eyes
As she turned to walk away from a puddling mess
She never once looked back
Though I was alone once again
I could never harbor resentment towards her
At least I had memories of blissful days
To keep me company as I saturated the ground
The acceptance that summers must come to an end