The leaves have started falling
and the cold is coming fast.
It's hard to be okay
when you can't bury the past.
What I called "us" fell to the ground,
among the leaves it disappeared.
The heat between us is now winter
and it turned out really weird.
You didn't say goodbye,
you just hid away.
Not a solid ending,
drove me utterly insane.
I hope the winter frezzes my heart
and cools down my mind,
I hope when the spring arrives
I can finally feel divine.