September


The weather grows cold
And so do I
With every thought of leaving this place.

I’ve got a year and a half to go and yet
I can’t detach myself from the thoughts of you and me quite yet.
I mark days in my calendar
And count them with every falling leaf.

When the time comes
I guess we’ll say our goodbyes
And go our separate ways.
But the thought of
Someone I used to know
Is a little hard to face
When confronted with the way things happen.

The only thing I can do
Is wait and hope.
Fate brought us together once
And I can only count on it to bring us together
Once again.

September

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