Taste of me

What to do about James. I do love as I always have, but this other guy is bubbling up in my heart as well. It will be fine as long as we are just friends. But the way this guy is I might break that rule. I always end up hurting someone I love. And I have hurt James so much. If I do something foolish, then he'll truly hate me.
Bitter winter
Leaves so bitter from the winter air
Where once light and green in the spring air
The summer made them moist with dew in morning
Right before the sun scorched the grass
And burnt my pale skin
When birds rarely flied for their wings were heavy with
The summer's happiness
That seems so long ago when brooks soothed my thirsty skin
Now frozen, all glazed over, barren and so dark
And the birds stay still took keep from freezing
I will wait for the time when all is fresh and new
When all rejoices at the sun
When i am whole and well again
The leaves will shine bright green once more
Well theirs you taste of my poetry. I right about nature, modern things, and feelings. I will be submitting more of my work later. want to know a secret. I just made that up of the top of my head. I love to write, it helps me express what at first I could not talk about. I believe anyone is reading this they can see how much I've changed. I hope they were not to disgusted with my first posts.