i looked outside today only to find that my glittering fairytale of suffocating white was gone, replaced with the bright greens and yellows and blues of spring and you were gone with it.
but it's okay, because i met someone new, and one day he'll know that my favorite color is his blue eyes and i'm starting to heal. he'll write me cute little songs and play them for me on rainy days. he'll teach me how to dance and laugh and be happy.
i'll be happy. i'll be happy. my memories will fade.