Snow In June Are You Kidding Me

Snow In June Are You Kidding Me

Snow in June,

I stood there longer than I should have,

watching it fall like it made sense,

like the world had not just turned on itself.

It came down slow,

soft, almost gentle,

which made it worse,

because nothing about it belonged.

June is meant to hold warmth,

long evenings, open air,

but this was cold stepping in

where it had no right to be.

I felt it inside me,

that same wrong timing,

that same confusion

when things arrive out of place.

Feelings that come too late,

or too early,

or stay long after they should have gone,

like they have forgotten their purpose.

People walked past it,

like it was nothing,

like strange things are normal now,

like we are not meant to question anything anymore.

But I stood there,

knowing something was off,

not just in the sky,

but in everything that has been shifting quietly

for longer than I noticed.

Snow in June,

and no one stops to ask why,

no one stands still long enough

to feel how wrong it really is.

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