Maybe I will bloom

I’ve known the kind of cold that sinks into your ribs, makes a home in your chest, whispers that it will never leave. I’ve felt nights stretch too long, Lay awake with the weight of it all. wondering if the ache would ever stop, if I would ever feel like myself at all. if I even knew who that was anymore. But today, I walked. Not to escape, not to forget just to move, just to breathe. The trees, once stripped bare, now wear their first green. The flowers, delicate, beautiful, open without any fear. I touched one, traced its petals, And breathed it in. It didn’t ask why my fingers were shaking Or what I've been through, it just smiled at me, so pure, so true. And i thought, maybe I can too. Maybe to meet spring, There's winter that we must go through. Maybe, after everything, i will bloom too. — 24/03/2025