Oh how much I've missed you
When the cold breeze would caress my cheeks
Telling me you're here for me
When I could feel the warmth from the encore,
Hinting towards the summertime passion
The sun crawling up from my back to my shoulders and face
Just like an old love's embrace
The falling of the flame-y leaves
As if they are burning with passion
Mimicking a recent lovesick,
Dancing towards despair in an old fashion
thus feuille morte is what they become
Reminiscing about the past, I stand at the door to welcome
Emotions of hope, hurt, and heartache
Oh how much I've missed you, Autumn.
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Short stories/passages/poetry
General FictionI am a very inconsistent barely-even-a-writer. This will contain a bunch of short stories/passages that I write to pour down my feelings. emo/sad/depressing
