Leaves fall like tears
Drowning me under the open sky
It’s warm, but i feel cold inside
It’s clear. It’s near.
But there is no body here to hear.
People love spring and forget autumn.
But, it would ever be a spring, without the phase of autumn.
I used to beg Him for autumn.
And it’s autumn.
Let it be my autumn.
And i wait a winter.
Then i hope another spring to come.
God really sends me an autumn.
UI central library, 3rd floor
October 19th, 2012
One who loves autumn, and be here wait for a winter.