Season

This one is dedicated to my best friend, the sweetest person in my life, hope you read this someday "Jaan"

As the snow melts and flows down the muddy stream,
Marks the end of winter, an end to the cozy dream,
As the rodents run out of their sleep and the birds begin to fly,
Spring returns, with a sunken heart and a bright sky,
Soon, the sun will rise high and make us sweat,
As summer walks upon me, eyes yet, teary and wet,
The summer will pass away too, makes the leaves fall,
Autumn hath come, in your memory I continue to bawl,
Caught but I am unto your season of love and care,
Someone like you will but never be there,
You want me to grow up and move on with life,
And, yet you cut my breathing nerve most ruthlessly with your knife,
There was no blood, there were no stitches, Aye !But there was pain,
As each season goes by, I grow more insane,
Cause this was not meant to be a season of trust,
This was meant to be my life..
Will not trouble you, that I swear,
But stop loving you is something I can't wear,
Try as hard as I may the thoughts won't stop,
I'll continue crying but won't let you see a tear drop,
Cause it was never was about just that one season,
Loving you is what I care, there is no reason,
There will never be a parrelleil rhyme,
My love for you, trust me, will stand the test of time.