I crave for you alone

I crave for you in the winter when the world froze, but your touch alone spread fires across my sensitive skin.

I crave for you in the spring when the flowers bloomed, but the colours dimmed in contrast compared to your eyes.

I crave for you in the summer when the sun burned, but I still shivered, somber without you by my side.

I crave for you in the autumn when colours browned, but our love was like leaves, it died.