Every autumn,
leaves take me with them;
I question before I hit the ground
what if,
what if it doesn't work out?
what if the leaves are prettier in another town?
'there's always another autumn' they say,
'then you can fall in love again.'
YOU ARE READING
Ruined By Emotions
PoetryMesmerizing your words were, Sir, your alluring face, I remember your black jacket, red rose and that slow pace.
