The days are getting shorter and the weather is getting colder; it feels like everything is fading. The trees no longer look bright green, and the flowers have started to wilt away, which can only mean it's getting closer to that season.
Leann-2025
YOU ARE READING
Every rose 🌹 grows differently
Poetryheartbroken depression grief love anxiety. I started writing poetry in 2020 after a rough patch in life so I've decided to share some old and new ones some from my diary I hope you enjoy and feel less alone
