seasons
my love for you was just like a hot summer day,
it was cheery like those children who play.
you were my sun,
you always made things fun.
you engulfed me in your arms,
so warm with your set of charms.
i was contented with what i had,
wouldn't i be glad?
but the season changed and winter came,
a cold ice you became.
your touches sting,
warmth, it no longer bring.
i'm the fire and it burns,
you are ice and it churns.
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Its raining hard today...
