The first days of spring brought winter.
It’s like with relationships – everything comes and go.
The wind takes my words away and I can’t hear your echoing complains.
I’m preparing the soil for better future, where life with all its heated arguments and colourful love can grow.
You stay cool and sleep in the past of your calm autumn where we thought it was always warm.
Published by Elitsa
A mix between a psychologist and a teacher; working as a full-time writer; passionate about art, speleology, and travel; and interested in topics, such as technology, criminology, and human rights. She tries to make the world a better place, and as a new mom, she starts with the "man in the mirror." Have a glimpse into her life on Instagram: @elitsastb
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