Life is unpredictable. It changes with the seasons. Even your coldest winter happens for the best of reasons. And though it feels eternal, like all you'll ever do is freeze. I promise spring is coming and with it, brand new leaves. (poem and picture by Er
So deeply felt is a burden, nothing else. To feel so deeply makes me frown. Deeply felt is a sin. Feeling deeply a tragic curse. To feel so deeply as to be scarred by everything left to be just a mark.