Seasons

Sweet summer nights, I reminisce on the love we once shared. We had good times, mixed with bad, my heart left impaired.

Cold wintery days you went away and gave me time to think, if I were in love or just comfortable or if we were still in sync.

Fresh spring days, we were in love or just used to acting that way. I was confused, emotionally abused and my heart had gone astray.

Beautiful fall evenings, you came to me and nothing was the same. You were in love, I'd given up, now who's to blame?

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