Your attention shifted all of a sudden,
You threw me cold stares and heartless remarks
Your distance isolated our love
As if you had four seasons that governed your heart,
Always felt deserted in the winter,
Don't you know that flowers die in the cold
Four seasons and Day and night
You tend to disappear when its dark
It won't always be summer ! You tend to run when it's cold
Acting sensual, empty promises you barked
What happened to 'through good times and bad'
And the 'forevers' in our minds we planned
Just like everyone else,
You took a run when the summers left
- her.t
