October crept back in at this petty pace,
Persephone's leaving after hot summer days.
Autumn brings back memories of them
Late nights spent in some fanatic haze
December holds a chill my bones still remember
You kissed me the last time last winter.
Year has past and we have grown,
you nor I are children anymore.
Yet I miss your touch as the summer leaves
something about you changed me.
Dec 23, 2021
Dec 23, 2021 at 2:13 AM UTC
October crept back in at this petty pace,
Persephone's leaving after hot summer days.
Autumn brings back memories of them
Late nights spent in some fanatic haze
December holds a chill my bones still remember
You kissed me the last time last winter.
Year has past and we have grown,
you nor I are children anymore.
Yet I miss your touch as the summer leaves
something about you changed me.