YOU and the SEASONS

The flowers bloomed when I met you

The birds chirped a sweet melody

I was springtime then,

the day I laid my eyes on you.
Every moment spent with you, I treasured

Like summer memories, they were precious.

Countless – like the sand.
But though fantasies are beautiful

Just like autumn leaves, they fall

Reality is harsh, after all.
It was as cold as winter then,

when you chose her over me.

Now my withered heart has broken

my words of love, unspoken.

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