Like the wind, you pulled me in.
Like the waves, our love was intense.
Like the grass, our love grew.
Like the flowers, our love blossomed.
Like the summer, we never wanted it to end.
Like autumn, it started to get cold.
Like the sun, it stopped shimmering.
Like the birds, it started to disappear.
And like the leaves, you let me fall...
And you didn't catch me.
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Within the Four Seasons of Knowing You
PoesieBook 3 of My Black and White World •Sad love poems
