Years gone by…
Every Summer is perfect; the warm thoughts and love keep me cocooned in a cozy blanket of deep, everlasting love.
It’s the Winter that messes with the heart and head; suddenly you’re withdrawn and out of reach like a chilled iceberg.
I am a year long child who smiles when the Sun shines and appreciate in silence when the Moon rises up in winter nights.
Eventually it’s a half year gone by in waiting and pain. Either we both change the seasons or change ourselves to adapt to both.
For either ways, my love for you is seasonless