“On bitter autumn nights your name lies at the tip of my tongue, as silent memories of us come to haunt me.”

I am yours forever until the last starbursts in the sky, the mountains crumble and the world erupts.

I’m not sure how love changes, how I can be head over heels one moment and not stand you next.

I hope one day to be the mother I never had.

Like the mountain, she rises above every challenge, every mistake, every heartbreak.

Anchor me to the depths of the ocean that is your heart.

You deserve the greatest love.

The glow from the southern sun lit up her face like a goddess divine.

What I Thought was love, was really just lust-electrical chemistry, no emotional availability.

Hold my heart please, take this burden off me- the heavy hearts club.

You burned through my heart, leaving scars I thought was love. But when the smoke cleared all you left was charred destruction.

I have a heart of fire and you are afraid of getting burned.

My heart of flame could turn even your lead core into gold.

Why do I keep thinking, writing, dreaming of you? You don’t deserve to be my muse.

The longing for what should have been is what breaks my heart, over again.

I thought I had a second chance at loving you, but really it was just another lesson at letting go.

How incredible it is that everything led me to you.

Sadly, I part from you; Like a clam torn from its shell, I go, and autumn too.

An autumn night – don’t think your life didn’t matter.

This autumn- why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds.

I think autumn can teach us a lot about love. About how muh beauty can be hidden in layers of change.

That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!

Autumn sheds the leaves like tear drops.

Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.

I trust in nature for the stable laws of beauty and utility. Spring shall plant and autumn garner to the end of time.