Autumn
As the sky turns cold and the wind sour, my eyes glaze over with wet tears.
When the birds chirp and greet me good morning my breathing becomes frantic.
The air in autumn is the most pleasant.
As the leaves shrivel and the ground turns orange and yellow, my eyes become yours.
When the crickets chatter and the dogs yap good nights are said.
The feeling of warmth is most noticeable in autumn.
As the day turns to dusk you tell me goodbye.
My eyes glaze over with wet tears and I start to cry.
My chest heaves up and down as my breath quickens.
Autumn was the season that you told me you loved me.
Oh, the things I'd have done if I knew this is where the end was!
Autumn is a season that I wish never came to be.
It was the season you told me you loved me - but also the season that you left me.
Oh, how I wish I would've known this would happen!
When autumn rolled around I lost myself.
I lost you in autumn.
We lost each other.
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Poetry𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢. __ {Complete} "Suffocate" if the genre wasn't obvious enough already- Is a poem book. Some poems are about touchy subjects which include my opinions on matters that many readers...
