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Falling For Fall 🍁


It was never in my mind that I'd be able to look at the fog in the mornings as my shine to light. 
It was never in my dreams that I'd intended to love the dry leaves that smell like pine. 
I feel obsessed now, with the winds that bring me the smell of the oceans miles away. I feel chiseled as those rays of sun fall upon me. 
It was never an intention to gaze at the rips of trees, as they depart with the leaves. 
It was never in my dreams that I would torch upon the mud that showed me every inch of shiny pearls of sand. 
As I look upon myself now and then, I feel like I never had in my dreams to look as beautiful as I am. 
Freckles on my cheeks, prettier than blush, Scars as a mark that tell me who I am and rashes that make me look tough. 
I'm falling in love with every bit of me as I fall in love with you, I see everything beautiful as I sense the peace of fall. 
I'm falling for you fall, I could have never imagined I'd be this graceful. 
I'm falling for you fall, I see everything so beautiful. 
I'm falling for you every now and then, as I see the beauty in every flaw you have. 
I'm falling for you like those brown leaves, as I resemble myself to you. 
I love you, don't leave me with a cruel winter that makes me freeze. 
But I know, you have to go, and I know you'll come back the same, beautiful, graced and adorable as always. 
And I'll fall for you the entire time when you'll be away from me because you matter the most to make my world look beautiful and I know I'll see you soon then. 🍂

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