Metallic buildings and solemn strangers
became the backdrop of my dreams and prayers.
And yet, I didn't know what I was searching for
when I first moved here.
So focused on sharing unconditional love
like it was a currency,
I never noticed the summer breeze.
We met the second week in July,
and you presented a new way of thinking.
Positivity radiated from your entire being.
A flickering of crimson and forest green
across your face from the TV screen
was something I never knew I'd need.
These patterns and routines
we lived with joyfully.
And when the summer leaves returned to their August trees,
I noticed the breeze.
About the Creator
Kelsey Syble
A Southern-born-and-raised writer now navigating life in NYC.
📸 🎥 @kelseysyble
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Every line of this is captivating!