Seasons changed and our love got cold
Winter came and our love was gone
This is the seasons cycle riding in circles
And I need to carry on.
I still think about you
And what we used to be
But this is something that I have to do
So I can move on from you
Or at least distract myself
From these thoughts of you in my head
I'll no longer be alone in my bed
And although she's not you
For now she'll do
Because she can help me get over you
No one knows how this will go
We can't say what's going to happen after this snow.
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Seasons (Poetry Story)
Poetryas the year goes by seasons change and things that blossom go away [POETRY ANTHOLOGY]