Time is fleeting,
like seasons are changing,
And with the seasons,
is our love evolving.
Spring was the season when we first met,
When our love blossomed and bloomed,
When our heart wasn't in two.
Spring is the season I would never forget.
Summer was the time when we went out.
You took me to dates where we laughed out loud.
We were always together,
'Till summer ended.
Autumn was the time that I will always regret.
You left me alone, as our love had clearly ended.
I screamed to tell you I felt nothing for you,
But I clearly lied, with tears rolling down the sides.
Winter was the time I thought I moved on.
You saw me walking on the sidewalk, and you came near.
You told me you missed me, and that I was your dear.
All I responded with, was my coldest glare.
Time is fleeting,
Like seasons are changing.
And with the seasons,
Is our love disappearing.
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Flowers Of Love And Tears
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