People look for monsters underneath their bed.
But what if I tell you that they live inside the mirror.

The blue of your eyes,
the red of your blood;
filled my purple little heart.

Some people don't need water to drown.
Their own tears are enough.

I tend to say sorry a lot.
Mostly because i feel like
everything is my fault.

There is no need for alcohol when I can get drunk just by looking into your eyes.

Autumn
is my favorite
season because
it's cool
with traces of
cinnamon
drifting off dying leaves and
through the air.

It's landscape
awash
with bright yellows and
warm reds, oranges.

It's like Autumn
is Mother Nature's
last effort
to give people
another reason to
stay
for a bit
longer.

Are you trying to protect me?

Or are you trying to protect yourself from me?