the seasons with you.

i was in love once and this love was like the seasons.

the seasons with you.

i.

i told you about my feelings in winter,
and the rejection was as sleek and smooth as the black ice covering the ground.
when spring came i was over it,
or so i thought.
in summer you were simply a thought that would board the train of my mind and never get off.
fall came around and that is exactly what i did.

ii.

here we were again in winter,
I throw my feelings at you like a ball of ice, hitting you hard.
spring was a joy of mine,
making my cold heart melt away
and water the flowers that took its place, with you shining down on them.
summer was hell,
the flowers wilted under your harsh light.
my heart was like the leaves that had been stepped on and destroyed during fall.

iii.

now it is winter once again.
my heart is mending itself
within a block of
cold
hard
ice.