i think fall has a somewhat sentimental feeling to me. something about the auburn burn of the leaves and the chill in the air fills me with the feeling of want. i want to love again, i do, but the only person i want to go to haunted houses with is you and the only person i want to drink warm coffee with is you.
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love poems.
Poetrythis is a poem book full of poems made by me about life & love. i hope you enjoy! [ all rights to me ]
