Autumn 🍁🍂

I'm sad.

I'm afraid.

I'm afraid autumn will end before I've fallen in love with you.

Before the maples turn red and the cedars turn yellow, and I still haven't taken a picture of you.

Before the rain stops, and we haven't walked together over the fallen leaves.

I'm afraid the tangerine season will be over before I've peeled one for you.

Before the oleaster berries fall, and I still haven't stolen any from the neighbor's tree for you.

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I'm afraid the weather will turn cold, and you'll have to wear gloves.

That it will get so cold that no one will build houses anymore.

And then, where will I find a wheelbarrow?

I wanted to put you in one and fly away with your laughter.

What will I do if autumn ends?

I'm afraid autumn will end before I've fallen in love with you.

Before life ends, and I

have never kissed you.

Won't you come?