Dear Spring,
I love it when it rains, I love it when it is cold. I love winter. But the winter hasn't been nice to me this year. The winter promised to be kind and gentle, to make me happy just like the fall did, but the winter lied to me. The winter hurt me. The winter made me feel bad.
And I'm tired. Tired of my fake smiles and their hypocrite faces. Tired of waking up every morning in a bad mood, knowing it won't change, knowing it won't be fine, living without understanding what is going on around me.
For all those reasons, I kindly ask you, dear Spring, to make me feel better. I ask you to undo this feeling. I ask you to bring back my childish smiles, my sweet dreams and my crazy ideas. I ask you to bring back the joy to my life.
I don't know how this can ever be possible. And even if I cannot trust anybody anymore, I still believe in you. Please find a way.
Sincerely,
La petite Zineb
I love it when it rains, I love it when it is cold. I love winter. But the winter hasn't been nice to me this year. The winter promised to be kind and gentle, to make me happy just like the fall did, but the winter lied to me. The winter hurt me. The winter made me feel bad.
And I'm tired. Tired of my fake smiles and their hypocrite faces. Tired of waking up every morning in a bad mood, knowing it won't change, knowing it won't be fine, living without understanding what is going on around me.
For all those reasons, I kindly ask you, dear Spring, to make me feel better. I ask you to undo this feeling. I ask you to bring back my childish smiles, my sweet dreams and my crazy ideas. I ask you to bring back the joy to my life.
I don't know how this can ever be possible. And even if I cannot trust anybody anymore, I still believe in you. Please find a way.
Sincerely,
La petite Zineb
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