Sometimes Things Change (Memory Lane)

I gave you my heart in the soft sunshine of late April.
It was a gift freely given,
I don't want it back.
Our love letters exchanged in the heat of July
turned to awkward silences and "sorry I missed your call."

Innocent hearts, we had our falling out,
falling back in love.
It's like we're tugging at a rubber band, one snap and we're flying
back into each other's arms, just the way its supposed to be

a long distance lover.
It's been a year and almost nothing has changed.

Long conversations and songs I wrote for you

sometimes things change
even if we don't want them to

is this our final falling out, the end of me and you?