I looked deep into his beautiful dark brown eyes

His voice filled my ears, his words were all I could focus on.

The smell of rain and paper, and the rough grip on my pencil were in the back of my mind.

A sour taste filled my mouth in the absence of what to say.

No one’s perfect

No one lives a perfect life

But try to make it the best it can be

The is the philosophy life

To share the despair

And to make everyone’s life just a little bit better

Take all of the positivity

Leave all of the negativity

Take what you have

And be happy

Celebrate with who you love

Eat all you want

Don’t let anyone tell you wrong

Celebrate others

Celebrate yourself

Celebrate those you hate

Celebrate those who taught you

Celebrate those who brought you here. 

The leaves begin to fall

Right to the cold earth

The wind howling

I lie awake at night

Thinking of a better time

 

The leaves

 lie on the ground

The wind no longer disturbing

The cold is almost unbearable

I stand there thinking

 

The wind blows uncontrollably

The cold is not so bad

The leaves stay piled around my feet

My thoughts lie there

I am still thinking

 

I lie near the ground

The leaves provide a cushion

The wind whips around me

Leaving a cold chill to run down my spine

 Am I left thinking alone again

 

I am no longer cold

I am no longer thinking

The leaves no longer

Lie there

The wind no longer blows