after all, seasons change

i love change

isn't it scary how the seasons change?

always out of nowhere

when I start getting used to the pain.

isn't it odd how the winter comes so suddenly, 

yet abandons you so softly.

I wonder why I wish for rain

when the sun's too hot to bear.

yet it doesn't seem to burn

when all I know are clouds. 

how I don't seem to miss the winter

while being frozen to my core. 

I guess it's funny how the seasons change.

at least I know now love can't be kept warm

without it first going cold. 

it seems they know something I don't

timing their shifts perfectly around.

like how spring only comes

when winter takes its toll. 

or how i'm only scared to die

when a hand's wrapped around mine.

i guess there's no secret

i don't already know.

i think it's why i love the moon

despite not always being there.

because he likes to hide away

to give the stars more room to shine. 

i guess i love how the seasons change. 

they make even heartbreak

turn my heart warm and soft.  

that burnt bridges only teach

how to build the next one stronger.  

that it's all my tears

that give me a reason to smile. 

that flowers only bloom

once they've met the rain.

after all, even seasons change

Author's Note

no gaf