Not Everything is Evergreen

Then you let me talk about how I loved nature, and I loved trees, and I loved plants. And you agreed. then we decided that Spring was our favorite because it reminded us that our love never will be born again. Summer passed, But Then Autumn came and we were scared. Our love was harvested and our deciduous leaves were on the ground in all of the colors they weren't supposed to be. Yet, instead of letting the wind take them into its course, we gathered them. You and I picked up every piece we had left on the ground and started over again.