In a Blink of an Eye

The thing about Seasonal Love is that no matter the time shared – 1 day or 100 years, the finale fucking tears your heart apart.

The beginnings of all things new starts at a snails pace, because we tend to want to “learn” them as we enter unknown territory, some scary shit right?

Scary is when you finally remember that Seasonal Loves are a “No Strings Attached” type of deal, it becomes clear right when all the senses of your being agree with your heart that this person is indeed delicious, Then,….

BAAMMMMM –

The Beautiful Seasonal affair plus Orgasms,… END!

In A Blink of an Eye

My Seasonal Love was not in Winter, Spring, Summer nor Fall – My Seasonal Love was pieces of them all. A collage of Winter’s frost and Spring’s showers, Sprinkled with the endearments of Summer’s Warmth and Ending with the beauty of the Autumn leaves falling to the ground in such a Majestic Ending/Death.

In a Blink of an Eye

My Seasonal Love faded away as I remained, with him nestled in my heart.

For me it was True, Sincere and Wild and the Pain, the painful hurt of a thousand paper cuts reminded me to honor my rebel heart.

…and If I am blessed to return in another lifetime, I will still choose that Serendipitous Seasonal Love with you.

In a blink of an eye.