"She had skin like winter, lungs like hell. She taste like heaven, fucked like sin. She had cobweb veins, cigarette love. She lived like a hurricane, burned like the sun. She had oceans in her irisis, coffee laced laughter. A heart like fall, a smile like spring, thighs like summer, a kiss like alcohol. She loved me like spring, left me like winter. She lived like the fall. She changed like the leaves. She moved on like the seasons, forgetting me."