bittersweet

The snow melts away, time for a new seasons greetings. Which brings back old memories and brings forth old yet new feelings. This feeling I know can't eat through the snow. So through winter I shine I gleam and I glow. I don't quite like winter, the frost or the cold. But it's where I feel safest and where I can hold. I look out the window and all I can see is patches of grass beaming at me. I don't like the winter no not one bit The spring fall and summer is where I'm best fit. I know deep inside my heart longs to go. To feel the sun's shine. To see beyond snow. My most amazing, and terrible things happened to me while out in the sun, I miss the kind warmth Just not the memories of the run I feel my spirt sore as I feel my brain break. I feel my souls contentment as I feel my heart ache. It's twisted nostalgia while at the same time. It's not all bad memories going into this ryme There's a word that describes this. It's a word that I seek. I realize now that the word is called bittersweet.