You were spring to me

When I first met you, it was spring, with flowers blooming, new buds sprouting on the trees, and the sunlight melting the snow. Do you know? When I met you, a pink excitement, like cherry blossoms in full bloom, came over my heart. And now that you've left me, it's winter, with a chilling wind blowing and pure white snow falling. The pure white snow seems to symbolize nothingness. Yes, there's no one by my side now...