Spring will go ,
autumn will come ,
and leaves will wither away ,
so will your feelings .
Seasons will change ,
and your memories will fade.
One day you will meet them somewhere,
but you won't be the same as you were before ,
a part of you left behind ,
the incomplete but new you will look into their eyes,
but by then you will have nothing to rewind ,
in any corner of your mind 
because time is the best healer 
and can heal any wound no matter how deep,
all you need is give yourself some time.
Time to heal ,
time to breathe.