Spring, Summer, Winter

I don't know what to call this poem.

Spring is here. 

Really soon it will be summer. 

Then soon it will be winter again. 

Seasons go way too fast. Time goes too fast. 

Years go by too quick at times. Mistakes get made. 

Love ends.

Break ups happen. 

Confusion starts and overcomes your thoughts at times. 

You become hurt and depressed. 

Regrets could happen. 

It takes time to forgive. 

It takes time to let go. 

Meeting someone and moving on is really tough and challenging.  

Love does happen. 

And that love becomes something. 

Love takes time even if it take a long time. 

Time can never stand still nore can years slow down, no matter how much you would like it to. 

Love takes a while to work at and for it to become something. 

It takes a while for young people and older people, but so worth it. 

Never say your not getting any younger and that your afraid that waiting so long for it will ruin your life or age. 

The only age that matters is the age you feel at heart.