Summer is gone

As the leaves now fall

In shades of lively oranges and bits of red

Hello my old friend.

Where now I can bask in your warm embrace

Of your season's range

And a new wardrobe change.

I can’t be the only girl 

Who thinks it’s crazy

How we live in an age

Where asking for the “I” in I love you 

Is normal? 

Because I’m the kind of girl