"Summer can be nice, but darling, Autumn is much better"
Summer is the sun shining in your face with the taste of watermelon in your mouth and the vibrant green of trees and jealousy
Autumn is the cool caress of wind accompanied by a warm sweater and the inviting orange of pumpkin and comfort
Summer is fireflies and s'mores while Autumn is changing colors and pie.
Fireworks and swimming pools or
Scary movies and carving tools.
Summer is losing sense of time and fading away as the days drift on, no schedule and dry, crispy, burnt skin.
Manipulation and hard, heaving sobs
The smell of chlorine and sunscreen, something that lingers on your skin and makes you itch with the heavy feeling of it.
Autumn is feeling alive and glowing as the cool sunset glides down your face, your core feeling light and warm while drinking coffee and seeing the falling, crunchy, orange leaves.
Long talks and late-night calls, a soft laugh and a calm breath
The orchard down the road that smells of apple cinnamon and sweet pumpkin pie, an aura you wish to still have and feel in your sweater or hair.
Yes, while summer can be nice,
Autumn is much better.
~S~
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PuisiA poem book with original poems written by me. Covers a variety of different topics as it is a representation of life as I live and experience it. [Poems that aren't mine will credit the original author] //tw//: self harm, depression, suicidal tho...
