maybe you’re just a flower 
he appreciates in the spring 
and when summer comes along
he’ll be onto better things 


because the way she looks at him
will make him feel like sunshine 
and you’ll still be waiting in autumn 
thinking, “I wish he was mine.”


all her blue skies and ever green 
will fade along with his affection
and just before it’s time for winter
he’ll find another girl to give attention 


but when he’s cold he’ll realize 
you were the warmest flower he ever embraced 
and when he tries to pick your petals again
he won’t find you in the same place.