Dear February,
Our relationship was much too short
In fact it was fleeting
You were gone so quickly that I don't even remember you
I wish you would stay longer next time so we can get acquainted better
Please give your friend, March, a message for me:
I would like him to stay longer than you
I need more time
More time to get everything done
More time to stop and soak it all in
More time to focus on the little things
And less weeks that feel like a blur
So, please, (I'm even begging) ask March to stay and hang out a while
I don't understand what the rush is all about anyway.
Sincerely, Me
P.S. Luckily I have a few images to remember you by.
Otherwise I wouldn't even know you existed.
