We changed like the four seasons.
We started out like summer. There was so much we wanted to do but we had too little time on hand. Then came autumn, we explored and started picking apart pieces of each other. Little did we know, we began to wither as we opened up our deepest darkest secrets. Soon enough, we turned into winter. Our hearts were frozen and our souls were ice cold. We loved giving each other the cold shoulder. Right now, it feels like spring is the only season. April showers my days and floods my pillow ever since we fell apart.
Summer, when can we meet again?