Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.
Have you ever looked at those wetty eyes,
Which just search for you all the way.
You left so sudden, without a word,
And you knew you're neva coming back.
You broke her heart, and neva told her,
How to soothe pain caused by the crack.
She was not a game, to have all the fun,
And then end it all just with the day.
Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.
That day was pleasant, when you held her hand in yours,
And told her that you love her the most.
Now she sees teardrops, when she looks at the mirror,
And a cold chill leave her with a frost.
She kept looking, but you never turned back,
And thus passed every night and day.
Some days summer, some days spring,
Is it so much easy for you to say.
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