A Spring I Can't Feel

Spring is the season of rebirth. Flowers bloom again, the air is fresh, the sun stays a little longer in the sky. People smile, and the world feels brighter. And yet, I feel nothing. Spring isn’t hitting me hard this time. It has always been my favorite season. There’s fragrance and freshness. The world is singing, and I’ve forgotten how to listen. I am witnessing the petals unfold, the breeze carrying promises of warmth and light. Here I am silently watching and wondering why the world feels lighter while I remain heavy. It’s strange, isn’t it? The seasons shift effortlessly, but I can’t always follow. Maybe one day, spring will bloom inside me too. But for now... it's spring & I can't feel.