I left you when the sun was shining and the dew drops , glistening. //caption// We did love the howling winds, didn't we, love? You can say no, yes yes you can but I know for a fact you enjoyed every bit of the spring rain and even the bludgeoning winds of autumn. There was a time , you resented the fire and wanted life just as flowery and dreamy as the spring fields. But, then why this sudden love for war fields, love? Why? Now, all you love are the fires burning till late at night and not the little fairy lights that adorned our wooden treehouse. Alas, now it somehow only seems like an autumn dream. I'm laughing, yes.
