Four Seasons

Sun, 01/19/2014 - 17:40 -- iAn0n


Days come and go, seasons change as we flow. 
It feels like paradise whenever you're with me, 
like the first day of Spring as flowers begins to bloom. 
The thoughts of you was the only thing left that occupied the room. 
It becomes warm like the season of Summer, when our love still continues to fire. 
We are so in love, we think so much alike and feels like were connected by an invisible wire. 
Fall comes closer, and I fall more in love with you. 
There is nothing more I want from you but to turn to. 
Then here comes the cold Winter,  I look out my window, hoping to see you again. 
It feels like years has already passed by, but I know I'll see you now and then.  


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