As if We’d Forget
Nov 5 · 2 min read
The sun sets on summer’s cerulean skies
The moon rises with nostalgic winds
Indicative of change
Green burns into auburn
As memories waft just under our noses
Faded scarlet skies paint the mood
As the crisp chill air
Melds with fond moments
Longing clenches our veins
Yesterday ingrained desperately
As if we’d ever forget

