Sometimes we say we could never turn our backs on the ones we love. Sometimes we mean it and sometimes we lie.

My soul is on fire; a love uncertain is burgeoning in my chest. And all he says is Goodnight.

Spring Summer Autumn Winter.  Five men each born in one of these seasons, but I can only choose one. Spring Summer Autumn Winter. Which season have I grown to love? 

After two years away from his ex- boyfriend Key has to face his deepest fears.