It's the last day of summer, you said.
The last day of the lush green of the meadow
The last day of the sunrays touching your soft skin
The last day of clear skies while watching the stars.
Watching the moon together with you.
And watching the sunny days to come to an end.
And my tears won't dry out because of the dryness of summer, but your kiss instead.
And my love for you won't heaten up, because of the heat of summer.
But because of the cold in September.
Summer wasn't our favourite season after all.
It's the first day of fall, I said.
The first day of rainy days, at home with hot chocolate and movies.
The first day of big hoodies and beanies and seeing people avoiding the rain as good as possible.
The first day of grey clouds and dancing in the rain, while the leaves were falling down aroud us.
I was watching the raindrops rolling down the window.
And we were listening to the loud thunder and to jazz instead.
You were sleeping next to me, hugging me and not letting me go, to keep the both of us warm.
And even if we were dancing through the rain and walked home with the dampness of our clothes just a few hours ago
You love made me feel warm.
Even with the cold in September.
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the realms of day and night. || bts poetry
PoetryWattpad says it's not poetry, but to me it's poetry, so enjoy my poetry book guys❤ . Sometimes I write weird stuff in my instagram captions and think they are so artistic af they have to be saved else where again.
