Winter In Spring

Ever since you, I’ve liked Winters just a little bit more.

Winter represents you and your warmth after coming in from snowfall.

I am a girl with a distant nature and violent dreams and I fall in love too easily and tend to like people a bit too fast.

But you cannot compare to all the things I’ve seen.

You’re a bad boy with an even temper.

And you smell like pine and your favorite season is Halloween but you look like some kind of Christmas angel.

Your eyes are like almonds; amber almonds and you were born on New Year’s day.

And when I look at you it’s almost as though we are almost about to kiss.

And the problem is you look like the type to know.