On days like today when the weather is lovely

but I can smell winter in the air

I feel a sweet sadness deep down in my soul

for the beauty I wish I could share.

There’s a sense of dull aching inside of my heart

as I hear the wind’s breath in the trees

and I understand the way they must feel

as they mourn the loss of their leaves.

The times when I see that the world holds such wonder

are the times when I feel most alone.

I just can’t believe that I could ever manage

to withstand such beauty on my own.

On just any average unremarkable day

loneliness doesn’t seem quite so bad

but on days like this one, I feel I have lost

something wonderful that I’ve never had.

And it breaks my heart

to feel this way.

Why can’t I just be happy

on such a lovely day?

I just don’t know what’s wrong.

I feel so broken now.

Why do things of beauty

make me so sad somehow?

Each change of the season brings a new beginning,

an opportunity to make a new start.

And I want nothing more than to change with the season

and to fill up this void in my heart,

but that never happens. I watch the years come and go.

This same emptiness just lingers on.

I try to pretend that everything’s alright.

I try to pretend that I’m strong,

but inside I feel weak, so lonely and hopeless.

I wonder will this feeling ever change?

I dream that one day it’ll float off on the wind

or be washed away by the rain.