What are you looking for?
1 month ago · · sad,
It is now March, but my heart and mind are still rooted down to November.
I do not remember how to move forward anymore.
Who am I without you to take my hand and guide me out of this dark and lonely forest?
Who will help pull me forwards and start moving again?
Who will help wipe my tears or pick me back up if I trip over the roots?
Who will help me see that November is gone now, and that the dawn of the next year has already long set upon the rest of the world?
Time no longer moves for me, and now neither will my feet.
You left me for dead in this forest, where nobody else can find me.
You are not coming back, but even though I know this I still feel hope needlessly and naively bubble below the surface of the pain.
Come back and take my hand once again, and lead me from Autumn into Spring.