The Words Of The Moon (S1)

☆☆ 15. My Winter Goddess ☆☆

You loved rainy days ... me too ...
Our best memories were on rainy days ...
You didn't go on a rainy day ... but you came back on a rainy day

And I still say the rain is not disappointing ...
The rain is not painful ...
The cloud does not cry ...
It rains to wash away the pain of the soil and take it until a flower sprouted from the ground ... the plant will bear fruit ... and a human be alive ...

You came and tied the reason of my life to the most vital part of my life

It was late though but you came in such a storm that I didn't have time to blame you ...
I didn't have time to dry my wet body and eyes

You told me that I don't tell about your coming so that your condition would improve ... and I was afraid to laugh, to cry, and to tell about your coming ... then the time understand ...

If it understands, it will take the rainy days from me and when the drop of water does not fall on my head to grow, it will take you from me ...

So come in silence, I will drown in your storm and you will drown in my feelings
This is our little paradise ... :")

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I asked her :
"what phenomenon do you remember me with !?"

She said :
"I do not know ..."

I asked her again :
"what a phenomenon you liken me to !?"

She said :
"Nothing ... I do not know ..."

I said :
"Think and write a little; It is unlikely that a writer like you can't write about something or someone !"

She said :
"I have not written about myself ... how do you expect me to write about you !?"

And I didn't realize that the Goddess of winter is the hardest and coldest because the intensity of her power doesn't fit in my brain ...

If snow, rain, hail and storm come, they consider themselves the owners of the earth ... they make the earth thirsty and when they arrive, in Outwardly, they destroy everything and inwardly, they penetrate into everything

I met spring and it gave me fresh breath ...

I met summer and it gave me greenery ...

I met autumn while it was preparing for winter ...

And when I arrived in winter, everyone said that this is the end of the land line ... they waited so long for spring and prayed for it to come, that they forgot to meet winter with me ...

She was quiet ... and her talking was so heavy that sometimes when I met her, my tongue was dumb ...

I had heard about her but I didn't believe her until I saw her with my own eyes ...

Her words were like snow ... and her shouts were like hail ...
Her feelings were rainy ... but her pain was stormy ...

I prayed for her to stay ...
I accepted the burning of snow, and the pain of hail, and the sorrow and joy of rain ...

The last time I wanted to prove my worth ... my exam was a "storm" ...

And I laughed and laughed in the storm ...

When I saw myself, I was covered in the blood ... under the cold storm was the only place where I just laughed with a lot of blood ...

I was paralyzed by the coldness and pain ... my heart didn't beat but I laughed again ...

I remembered that science proved the most heart pains are more in the early morning and coldness and winter ... my hands clenched into my chest and I laughed again ... :)

I cried, I shouted loudly ... but I laughed again ...

My world was covered in red ... but there was no pain, there was no disease ... it was just me and the good feelings of cold winter storms and two eyes watching ...

And I looked into her eyes until the last moment ... and laughed again ...

The most beautiful torture was just for her

I could still see the numbness in her eyes, but a small hidden light at the bottom of her two black marbles said that her cold heart was trembling for me ... and that was where my real life began ... in my dreams

Science, books and people said that spring and the beauties of it are the beginning of a new life ...

but I said that if it didn't rain, my blossom wouldn't open ... and if my storm doesn't wash me, my refreshing days will not come, even if the sun shines brighter than ever

I just realized that my whole dream was about her, that she was "My Only Winter Goddess"

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My life was a dream until I started looking at my daily horoscopes ...

And when I felt that I was changing my life by myself, I realized that it was my own life, and it was a normal event that happened

So for the thousandth time I was silent at the height of happiness and only had absolute numbness

The description of the spiritual life was breathtaking ... it took away my excitement little by little ...

It was fascinating to understand but the permanence of it conveyed a strange weakness to me ...

I felt that even my will was no longer effective ... no one could save me from my destiny

But I pretended to sleep to stay in the dream ... to love everything ... the dreams are not my real life to be without emotion

And when I decided to stay in the dream forever, even though no one could take me away from it, I was the first person to get tired of the dream

The dream was beautiful but it took my life from me ...
Life was hard and it took away my dreams from me

And I was doomed to stay in a world between dream and life ... in a trance ... and I just closed my eyes to see what would happen next

I wanted the death of my dears ...
Not every death ...
Killing them by myself ... :)

I hated being addicted and falling in love ...
It was not my fault ...
I was just tired ...

And this fatigue was not mine ...
The pain was not mine ...
Don't wanting was not from me ...

And I can't describe completely someone who approached me like a storm ...

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This part for my lovely readers ...😍
Here the weather is rainy and windy ... so I uped it in this situation😂😍
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How is your dream?

Who will your life be a dream with?

U can answer me :")