change

just like the seasons change, so did we, it feels so strange. october came, i hate that month, the one you set me free, so blunt. you said i was too naive, but letting go was all i grieve. you said i hurt you, and maybe it's true, but now it’s gone, i’m lost without you. i wanted to stay, i wanted to fight, but you said i had to leave, it’s not right. now i’m free, but i’m still in pain, yearning for your arms again. i wish to be set free, it’s clear, but only in your arms, my dear. if that makes sense, it’s all i crave, to find comfort in the love we gave.