Bittersweet Goodbye
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hayha 14 | #stopthenegativity
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I wouldn't say this is a love poem, but it kinda is? I'm not in love tho lol. So this is my first "love" poem haha

Bittersweet Goodbye

A crisp breeze seems to enfold you in its embrace

A crisp breeze seems to enfold you in its embrace, hugging you as if it was the last trace of summer

A crisp breeze seems to enfold you in its embrace, hugging you as if it was the last trace of summer and saying goodbye for the winter

An earthly scent sweetens your senses

An earthly scent sweetens your senses and you feel one with nature

An earthly scent sweetens your senses and you feel one with nature like territory is to fences

Warm colors greet your eyes

Warm colors greet your eyes, oranges and reds

Warm colors greet your eyes, oranges and reds, yellows that seem so happy

Warm colors greet your eyes, oranges and reds, yellows that seem so happy even when they're leaving till' next years rise of life

The leaves fall to the ground

The leaves fall to the ground, kissing the lightly packed dirt

The leaves fall to the ground, kissing the lightly packed dirt before being pushed around with the playful wind

Swirling like a small tornado before coming to rest

Swirling like a small tornado before coming to rest in a pile like they're huddling together in a hug

Swirling like a small tornado before coming to rest in a pile like they're huddling together in a hug to preserve their love

You seem to taste the barely perceptible scent of cinnamon in the air

You seem to taste the barely perceptible scent of cinnamon in the air, but its there

You seem to taste the barely perceptible scent of cinnamon in the air, but its there, just waiting to be discovered like the bottom of the sea

As you finish your walk around the park

As you finish your walk around the park, you have a scene replaying in your mind

As you finish your walk around the park, you have a scene replaying in your mind that you use as a metaphor for something that could build you up

As you finish your walk around the park, you have a scene replaying in your mind that you use as a metaphor for something that could build you up, or spell your demise

Falling in love with the bittersweet goodbye

Falling in love with the bittersweet goodbye of autumn

Autumn is the hardest season. The leaves are all falling, and they're falling like they're falling in love with the ground ~Andrea Gibson

written by: hailey

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