Months of Progression

November, I don't want you I don't want your phrases I don't want your time I don't want your care December, I don't want you I might enjoy your praises I might like how you try I don't want you there January, I might want you I like that we're no longer strangers I don't like it when you cry I like the gleam in your stare February, I want you I feel protected against the worlds dangers You brighten my days, I cannot lie The way you manage my heart is hardly fair March, I want to keep you I need our heartfelt exchanges When you're around everything is alright These emotions are stripping me bare April, I need you You became the beauty in my life's painter Your smile is a woeful sight It would seem you're the answer to my every prayer May, I love you All my walls have collapsed and I'm plainer In my weakest moments you fill me with might If I say so myself we're the perfect pair June, I might lose you I look back at my younger self and I blame her The wick is growing shorter, we burn too fast, too bright In my heart I feel a wound start to tear July, I lost you You're still here but I'm just your entertainer You've chosen a different path to walk this night I'm shattered on the bathroom tiles, this ending is bitterly fair