you are my friend. that is the truth, it humbles me and keeps me warm and fed. you’re in every sunbeam, in every fruit i peel— a little light behind my eyes. you hate being called divine, but it’s true. “I’m not a force of nature, I’m a woman!” yet there’s something reverent about you. you’re made to come and go, and I - to love you. it’s winter now and you are farther from me. I keep these moments in my heart and hearth. but time goes on. our fates in life were sealed: your duty is to leave, and mine - to make it. to Spring.