our best selves
i remember still when we kissed in autumn,
and all those leaves danced around us as
if to give their blessing;
and i also remember my heart was healed
in autumn after you shattered my heart into
a thousand pieces with the fangs of your lust—
i will never hate autumn for she is far too
beautiful and too kind,
i love every leaf from the time it changes on
the tree until she falls onto the ground;
it’s funny how many things can change in
autumn
including a heart—
but things can change without warning,
and i like that autumn taught me long ago
some changes are worth going through;
because sometimes growth is necessary in
order to become our best selves.
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