Poetry

Fiery Deaths In Autumn

“Autumn will always be my favorite season.
Because it was when I met you.
It was the season I fell in love.”

It was the leaves in the fall that reminded me so much of you. I remembered the sound of their fiery deaths as you walked along the path and held my hand, guiding me onward. And I remembered. I remembered how your hands were so warm in mine. How your eyes glittered against the evening sunlight when you smiled. And god, but I loved that smile. Every time I saw it, I thought my heart would burst out of my chest. That was when I realized, I was falling for you. And no matter what would happen, my heart would always be yours. I wondered if you knew, because when the sun set over the horizon, you sealed my heart with a kiss.

So yes, autumn will always be my favorite season. Because it was the season I met you. It was the season I fell in love.

Β© Sarah Doughty

It was when I fell for you.

This was written for day twenty-one
of November Notes.
Love And Death
by Paul Cardall

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