December flower season

ILLUSTRATION: Van Nguyen

Remember the fading flowers of December.

The scent of days gone by lingers on my fingertips.

I forgot myself and I forgot him.

Is there any forgetting that I don't remember?

The porch is ablaze with flowers every season.

Why do I remember the December flower season?

The green door never closes.

The figure was lonely.

Falling leaves rustle

The footprints on the doorstep haven't faded yet.

I calmly waited for the sunlight to enter the room.

Sitting and singing a winter song.

Season of Memories

I wandered for miles.

Season of Love

I used to miss someone so much it hurt.

But then they forgot with such longing.

Learn how to smile

Is there any sadness that is so beautiful?

As for me.

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