Autumn

before we met, and for the first time in a long time, I couldn't find a moment where I wanted someone else company over my own. and I don't know why, but life tastes sweeter with you, I don't understand what that means but I know my heart lingers for you. I can't remember it now, but it must have been lonesome, not having someone such as you, it's like not having your limbs, you don't have to look in your reflection to see it is absent, you feel it. in life's permanent stance, and times irrelevance, I will love you after life releases its grasp on us, longer than when the sweet air you breathed into me still affected my body. though I wont breathe sweeter life for long, I'll feel sweeter existence, explanably, an endless void of you and me intertwined is grander a choice than a world with everything in it. may the butterflies you awaken in me rise from my heart, to yours may my heart flutter as red as ox blood, and my face to match.