snow falls and time passes
the sun stays
a little longer than the night before
and yet I still go to bed cold
the times we take warmth for granted
the way heat stuck to you like a tattoo
cement sidewalks emitting a fever on your feet
if there was a way to feel warmer on any given day
no matter the weather
if I could bottle up bike rides and orange sunrises
strawberries ripe on the kitchen counter
a perfume I wish I could buy
elleguyence 
Yes, snow falls and time passes… and snow stays and temperatures fall… but through it all, we are grateful, just to survive. ❤
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Perfect capture of how this winter is feeling.
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Those sound like wonderful ingredients to bottle in a perfume yourself. ❤
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