#i love the winter and i love cold nights and i keept being mildly annoyed when romance is everywhere

[imabiscuitinthousandworlds]

me, walking past a window, feeling actual warm sun for the first time in ages and forgetting entirely that i'm a very aroace winter child usually keeping away from light and warmth and romance:

Is this what they meant, The old poets, When they wrote of a rising sun, And brighter days, And spring fluttering in your stomach, And love blooming anew?

#a biscuit's rambles #it is good to see the sun again #and to feel almost warm again (excluding my hands here lol they're permanently cold) #and to. idk. spring does start life up again #it does feel good #and. i think i get it #i love the winter and i love cold nights and i keept being mildly annoyed when romance is everywhere #but i get it #and it is beautiful #idk #also whatever that stylistic device is where you swap words around i love that too #like instead of love fluttering in ur stomach and spring blooming (makes sense) it's the other way round #idk i just rly lieke that