Lulu_D

To tell you

what fall is

if you didn't know

would be the task of a poet,

and even my best words

wouldn't tell you,

really.

I could tell you what it's like

to look up at the hills

Three years ago,
You said forever. 
And I repeated it, 
It left a sweet taste in my mouth. 
Like sugar poured onto a lemon, 
Covering up the sour bitterness. 

Crunch crunch

Walking to school

with the cool

air nipping,

not yet biting,

at exposed skin

leaving it red to match

Her

With long brown hair

Golden when caught by the sun

A smile that goes miles

That lights up the stage when she performs

Him

With curly black hair

Glasses

Brown eyes

Hard to reach

Give me a reason

for walking away,

was I too shallow

when you wanted a deep abyss?

Give me a reason

for losing faith,

was I too dreamy

when you wanted to be awake?

Give me a reason

every second I think

this is the oldest I have ever been

this is the youngest I will ever be again

this second is gone                      this one too