I walk next to you,
sometimes behind,
sometimes ahead.

Running from those old feelings,
towards your hands,
towards another year,
another life,
with you holding my heart.

You are my summer,
who brings warmth and joy to my normal days,
you are my autumn,
who brings laughs amidst the sad days,
you are my winter,
when we fight and scream,
and you are my spring,
every time we kiss.