Seasons came and went
Without affecting me
I was free like a sky
Wondered without fear
You brought spring in my life
Our love blossomed like a rose
Red, fresh and attractive
We never thought it will ever end
With the passing of time
Our love started decreasing
As if moving from the Rose
To the green leaves below it
Still we hoped for return of spring
We had tolerance for each other
We fought but returned again
We were in the real world now
Autumn came in our love life
Unbearable to tolerate each other
Now even the leaves fell off
Love moved to the level of thorns
Who enjoys thorns in love?
When we are still young
We world is full of options
We moved in opposite directions
Now it was time to analyze
We were not even on the ground
We had reached to roots level
With no desire to surface again
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