Summer, fall, winter, spring, seasons pass me by. Spring brings me a tale about the gentleness of life, Summer's mind wanders to the endless tragedy of love, and Winter embraces me with its tender cold wind.
...but what about Fall?
For a long, long time, Fall was just a season to me, nothing more, nothing less. There was no tale of Fall sinking down my heart, there was no hopeless love during Fall engraved in my mind, and there was never a desperate longing for the Fall I couldn't experience.
But then, what about that Fall, the Fall after your playful grin danced along with my heart?
Oh, dear Autumn, shall Fall never be Fall again. I long for Fall, just like how I long for the last snowflake. My heart sinks at the thought of it as if there was that Summer love story. That one day, I found out the world was just as gentle as Spring.
Dear Autumn, shall Fall never be Fall again <3
(Poor writing heh)