There are four seasons in the world. Spring and Summer, Fall and Winter. A season for growing and a season for falling out. A season of warmth and happiness and a season of cold and loneliness.
There's always a rainbow after the rain. A storm after the calm, an ups and downs. It's always not constant. There's always changes. And it's inevitable. Changes are inevitable. Even if you don't want to change, time changes you.
But what remains constant? Environment? No. Physiques?No. We grow old and die. Mentality? No. As we grow old, we mature and we think maturely. Love? Even love is inevitably changing.
We love and be loved. We meet people but we don't know if we are bound to love them or who we are bound to love. Time and place. We meet people at a right time but in a wrong place, at a right place but in a wrong time.
Change is the only thing that is constant.When will we find the person we are bound to love when it is also bound to change? Does it mean that we will unlove and be unloved by that someone? When is the perfect time? When is the season of love?
