Autumn is approaching. I can tell why it's your favorite time of the year. Observing the changes, feeling them is fascinating. Leaves falling and changing color, cold air, people walking down the streets, warm colors, blurry faces, smiles all over the place. Someone's holding your hand, it's a little cold but leaves a feeling of warmth. You take a deep breath before looking into their eyes, letting out a heartwarming laugh, sounds so much like a soft melody to drown in.
You've left your town a while ago, only to find a new place to call home. The journey is fascinating, and it's not ending yet. Taking a walk by yourself, you thought about all of this. Looking around, It's a road that you've passed so many times than you could count. You memorize every inch of it. 'I can figure my way out even with my eyes closed' you think to yourself. So many memories coming to light with every step you take. Ones you thought were lost forever. Chaotic laughter, innocent smiley eyes, late night conversations, nervous expressions of people holding a huge pile of books, faces flashing of people you haven't seen in a long time, but still the thought of them makes your heart smile.
Your destination remains unknown, but you're enjoying the walk. It's never quiet in your head, is it? But it's not such a terrible thing. You think, you feel too deeply, it might not be so good sometimes, but you wouldn't change it for the world, because feeling, thinking deeply of your surroundings, is what makes you who you are. And you are perfect.
I've always admired the way you look at the world, wondered how it is to see it all through your eyes. Eyes full of stars. Eyes capable of catching the beauty everywhere, of creating it.
You drift back into reality. How extraordinary today is. The sky is full of clouds, covering the sun, forming a mesmerizing veiw. You glimpse a bench at your left. Fortunately, you brought a book with you. 'if only I had a warm drink now' you think. You pull out your book but you're not opening it. Instead, you turn on music, listening to soft songs to fit in with your mood. Allowing the beat to consume you, as if you weren't already drifting off to your dream world.
Smiling to yourself. You feel content. You wonder what have you been stressing about. Here, sitting on an old wooden bench, you feel free. Like there's no limit of what you can do. Your wings are not broken, they're holding you up to the sky. Whoever said autumn was a sorrowful, dead season was definitely blind. You've never felt more alive. You are not dead, no, you are reborn, and you're happier than ever. You close your eyes, draw a sweet smile. You open the book, allow yourself to drown with the words. Entering a whole new world.
Here. @the-girl-who-cried-wolf.
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