I Think

i think its winter
i thinks its dark
i think I miss you
but i dont even know
these days i'm so full of wishful thinking
even when it rains its feels like snow
on my pale skin, as I close my eyes
hopings that is a tiny hand brushing against mine
but no
no..........
but soon it will be spring, and a new flower will grow under the apple tree
a tiny little delicate thing
that i will treasure through the seasons

 

And I think that you're an awesome writer...

XOXOXO

 

pienso que el pensamiento esta bonito, no le danaria un poco de rima, yo pienso, pero lo bonito nadie se lo quita. and for the english-only readers-- i think the thought is pretty, but a bit of rhime wouldn't hurt it, i think, but the cuteness is there.