My love I know how you feel
The oranges and yellows
The reds. Have gone.
You've no time left
To savour that taste of chilled
Air. You feel your floor
Has been taken and I
Want to give it back.
I want to chase Octobers back
Repeat it for you
So you can love every part it has.
I understand the bite of falling
Tastes sweeter than biting the
cold.
I'm sorry October left you.
You deserved it.
