They won't do it alone. Your feelings won't change with the seasons or fall when they're dead. We have to be willing to let our feelings fall from the ceiling. Brush it off our shoulder and welcome the change of seasons even without reason. Grow with the knowledge that life brings. Let your doubts, fears, and tribulations fall, flower again come spring. Don't by them, be bound, but rather, like a new season be found by the light and bloom.
"Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop and welcome a new."