Seasons
 

we are but a season in each others heart
meant to last not a year
but there was something from the very start
the reason we are shedding tears
the tears may fall like summer leaves
blown to eternity by the wind
and our souls may constantly grieve
for all the thoughts that had sinned

a season where we found the missing part of you and me
showing that someone still cares
a season where we set each other free
for the remaining moments to share
a season that went with our existence
like turning a page in a book
a season that stirred emotions deep within our presence
something that we had overlooked

and suddenly

the season had to end
as quickly as it began
leave us with those few stolen moments
where we forgot the pains of reality's torments

.......

tomorrow will be a start of a new season
for us to try to find our different reasons
but perhaps
we can still change our souls and minds
leave all those sullen memories behind
a chance to return to life as how it was
a chance to start a season...

...that will forever last.




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