a year.

and as our eyes fill up with tears, our hearts melt out with that gooey icky stuff little kids call love. falling into like with fall. and fall to winter to spring to summer. summer where we fall into autumn. where leaves crowd around our little life. swirling up and down, floating off into the sky. following patiently after words you've whispered into our souls. binding words, starving for a place where they can become their own. in a warm little room, as the leaves change to snowflakes, and white covers everything, everywhere. with no sun, it's the brightest time of year. you squint and i squint. we giggle at each others grimaces toward the blinding world. our hands unite as we shovel our way out all the way to spring. the days get longer and as the sun goes down, summer has come. finally, we've had our year. i just want four season with you. over and over again.