Only Natural

The clouds drizzle though eventually the rain will stop. The flowers bloom though they know that winter is coming. It is only natural to love, risking the season to end. I lost you, but I don’t regret loving you for the time I did. I am unlike the clouds in the sky, named a blot. I am unlike the flowers, I love you, you love me not. I will only ever be me, you were how I spent my time. You will only ever be you, it's only natural I cannot call you mine.