Oh, how I love Autumn.
The moon was bright and the wind was cold.
You made me feel warm, you were the only one I liked to hold.
Here is where I wanted to be when we grew old.
You would smile and I would whisper in your ear, how I happy I was to be here.
We would sit here for hours under this beautiful tree.
As the leaves died, so did we.
I would sit here alone, staring at our tree.
Your eyes didn't sparkle when you smiled at me anymore.
You left me. You left me and fell for some *****.
So I gave myself a slash on each ******* wrist and I replayed our story in my head.
I didn't get a chance to put it on paper because I was already dead.