Like the seasons, people leave.
Sometimes they are as harsh as a winter breeze,
Or as soft as a fallen leaf.
Either way they make their mark–
Causing scars all over your heart.
Just know you’ll survive when they part.
To really live we need both rain and shine.
Realize this and you’ll be fine.
People will keep passing as fast as time–
Taking your breath away like blooming spring flowers,
Lasting for months or only a few hours.
Bringing upon unexpected beauty and pain like May showers.
When they leave, they’ll take their weather–
The storm that you had created together.
But after a storm comes the sun and you won’t be missing them forever.