La Poésie

Impossible thoughts…

Thought the day will never come. Thought the time will never reach. Thought the period will never stop. Thought it was a season that will never last. However, it was a period that felt like a summer day. Everything so beautiful. Everywhere so beautiful. No rain, no winds, no dark ice blindsiding me into falls. No thick white snow, looking so pure but preventing me from going places. It all felt so beautiful, because it felt like a summer day. It felt like it would last forever. The joys and moments felt like it would never end, but i guess the fall just had to happen. Where everything, look so pretty outside, but inside, you could only let the rains wash the pain away. Let the winds push you back, into the cold and winter days and into the house where you lock yourself away and could only hope for that one summer day. I guess it was meant to happen. Then again, now i know it’s never meant to last. It’s just a summer day. Just like days turn into night, just like seasons come and go, i should have known even though we feel the heat and enjoy the sun shining through a summer day, or all the other seasons, at some point in time, it all stops and darkness is all we feel. Therefore, i should have known, though thou may have been bright like the sun, darkness was eventually meant to come.