Seasons

Because

well
Because i fear terribly to get way too involved sentimentally.
hence lose reason.

So far, you're just like Mother Nature to my eyes.
which one does not possess.
You're Beautiful, of the kind with a capital B.
and i draw joy from it.

when from autumn, winter comes, amen to it, end of colours. it's Mother Nature.
it does hurt, but can be survived.
another autumn will eventually come.
but if I get too emotionally involved, if I end tied up, well, then it would be pretty different.
then it would hurt too much to see the season go.
i wouldn't want another one.
i would want precisely the one just come to pass.
that very one, not any other.
and for such things, well, you need some good time to heal.
time i don't have.