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Our Season Ends
The Season is Over
Do you feel the Change in the Air?
Or Smell the Flowers yet Unbloomed
A thousand colours under Cloudless Skies.
Have you lately looked
At these castles we built in the sand?
Can you see them being slowly washed away
Little by Little with each New Tide?
And we, you and I, die by degrees.
Yeah, we had a good run.
We fumbled blindly, made our Mistakes
But at least we can say we really Tried.
Together, we chased our Dream.
But I guess we're slowly starting to see
You can't catch what you can't Touch.
Dreams are insubstantial things
Our fingers pass right through.
Did you know I'm not this person you see?
With a mind full of Accusations
And a Mouth full of Venom
I'm not going to Force you to give to me
These things I want to much.
And Baby, I shouldn't have to.
So do you know if I was meant to be your Lover?
Or am I supposed to be your closest friend?
Maybe the Mother you Should have had
The one who never leaves your side.
Or am I supposed to let you go now?
Let these Dreams of ours go to sleep.
I really hope not because I'm so afraid
Of a world without your Laugh
Where your blues eyes may look
Lovingly upon another.
Did you notice the trees are turning green?
Soon there will be the smell of Fresh Cut Grass
I love you so much, but I'm running out of Poems
And when every season Ends
So a new one Begins.
