I wrote this with Brian and Justin in my mind. I hope you like it. Let me know what you think.Thanks to TC and Crazy for talking me into posting my stuff.If you would like me, please let me know.
Their Season
It all starts with emotion.
Being hurt,being lied to,
Being a welcome mat to someone who is supposed to love
you
and let you love them back.
Words,
They are so soon revealed for what they truely are-
masked little deviators of "he saids","she saids",
or "I never meant to hurt you."
So just as fall becomes winter,
beautiful colors of red,orange,and gold turn a dull
brassy brown,
so does a heart when told of endings.
the freeze upon a bountiful promise of what was to be
plenty.
November to December is just one word.
We learn to go away.as it all goes away,
left with reflections of what is lost,seeking the
truth behind.
They only loved you in their seasons.
To every purpose under heaven there is time.