Weeps my heart and weeps December
I hope that you will always remember
The pearl you held in your palm, white
Back when our fire burned bright
I wonder when it burned us both
Ought to give warmth, but turned us both
Into strangers, running on parallel paths
Through the moon’s eclipse and the night’s wrath
Oh when will the stars come out again?
Oh when will the dawn of hope begin?
I will meet you then, at the first sunrise
Where the abyss collides with paradise
I’ll show my book of adventures to you
And you’ll find your home, with my chaos too
’til it’s calm like the breeze your soul brings
And we shall be made of beautiful things
But first, oh love, we must get through
The trials fate birthed, maybe to prove
The strength of our faith in what we hold
How brave we are and just how bold
Let the season weep! We shall endure
In the end, our hearts will have only loved more.
(Fun fact: I came up with the first verse of this poem 8 months ago, in December; and didn’t want to change that just now when I wrote the rest of it. Hope you liked it! :))