life is hard but simple

when spring comes, the flowers start to rise from the ground.
just like when you came in to my life,
i started to live and rise.
you made me happy, you filled me with love.
your smile could make me smile.
when winter comes, the flowers slowly dies.
just like when you slowly disappeared from my life.
my little flower inside of my died, soon all the happiness
i've felt was just a memory.
i am now a dead flower, underneath the snow.



hade lite tråkigt så skrev nyss denna fina, fast sorgsna text :((
har föresten ingeting med mitt liv att göra ;)