November (a poem) 🍁

i'm lost in november. 
do you even remember 
the sound of the rain 
tapping the window panes 
and the feeling of heat 
right under your feet

as we lay by the fire, 
eyes lit up with desire? 
we loved each other and we 
didn't even see 
it. how strange, 
and it's the season of change. 
it's the seasons of leaves 
falling from the trees, 
and the season of boldness 
turning into coldness.

i'm lost in november, 
the month before december. 
we stand across the street 
and our eyes meet 
with a feeling of intensity inside. 
we want nothing to hide 
but our scarves shield us 
and it feels so trecherous 
looking at you, 
and only you.

i'm lost in november 
and all i remember 
is the touch of your skin against mine, 
as we leave the past behind. 
we love and forgive, 
(not forget), and we live 
and embrace all our flaws 
living up to our cause, 
and that cause is to love🍁