🍁End of a Season🍁

Stanza 1

We met and

Loved, though the

Timing was wrong.

Through spring, summer,

Autumn, and winter,

Days of pushing

And pulling, we rode.

Stanza 2

In the end, we

Chose the right path,

It was correct.

Letting go without

Any lingering grudge,

Though I sigh, there