From Late Summer to Autumn

Do you still remember that summer? We held hands and promised to spend that winter together. But you quietly fell in front of me before you even had a chance to say you were sorry! What am I supposed to feel as I face all the time without you? You're like a dandelion, always vanishing on a turbulent afternoon, while I'm just a cloud, forever searching for the dream I long for! I remember we parted at summer's end and said goodbye as autumn arrived!