Season Change.

[a_month_away]

When the seasons finally change,
And it's warm enough to wear shorts,
or cold and you need a jacket,
do you ever get flash backs of to times before?

Every time it does,
I get terribly reminiscent ,
Of when I was hopelessly romantic,
Of first love,
Of times where I feel much more alive then I do now.

And I hold on to them tightly,
Listening to the music of then,
Smelling the smells,
Feeling alive again.
Until the heat becomes normal again,
And the feeling fades away.