spring won't be ready

Summer was losing a best friend and never using aloe to cool the burns.
It was swimming pools filled with lies and hopeless believing.
Summer was dancing in the rain alone because you promised to come over
Summer was naive
But summer knew better

Fall was running into walls and headache filled nights.
It was jumping off the bridge holding hands and you letting go.
It was stupid choices and simple ignorance
Fall was stubborn hearts and pale blue eyes
It was falling for it, every time.

Winter is car rides with the windows down and smoke trails behind us.
Is late night calls and super heroes who lost their capes last month.
Winter is broken promises and revealed lies and cracking ice beneath our feet.
It's reopening scars and taking ice packs for granted.
Winter is the ice plunge when everyone else is sitting by the fire.

Spring will be no expectations.
It won't trust the light because it hurts spring's eyes and the ground hog was always happier when he woke up to a cloudy day.
Spring will be the mosaic of broken light that sings through the trees leaves into the empty shade because that's where winter left off.
It will be overused umbrellas who can no longer stop the weather from hitting the grass below.

Because spring can't forget winter and doesn't want summer to wipe away the truth.
Spring won't be ready
But spring will fall through.

Just like it does every year

Because spring will give in to starting over
And summer will make spring feel safe
Even though spring never trusted summer's light

Because mother nature won't let the seasons linger
But she'll always remind us
Because darling, the seasons are changing
And they'll never stop giving in

~AA