day 91

I told you I am falling in love
but I don't know if
this trickery will trickle sense into me
The last time we watched the grass
It grew dew drops
My eyes stay dry, and our
kisses a little damp
I am happy
I miss you, happily
this is where we will fall in love
two months ago, five years before
In five years
and two months
I will still love you
Falling
like Autumn temperatures
the time changes
There will be minor set backs
every hour will become shorter,
and we will soon watch our eyes
grow dew drops like morning grass
this is where we will fall in disbelief
It is too difficult to part ways
We will be happy, though
I will miss it, happily.