July 18, 2016
You said it, first. I've been sitting on it for months now, and you've finally said it. I was not asleep, but my heart beat its testament to you. You said it before you left, and only because you'd thought I was sleeping. I can't wait until we get the courage to say it face to face.
I love you, I do.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
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How Autumn Came to be
PoetryI've never understood why the third season of the year gets to have two names. Fall and Autumn. Spring only gets one name, as do summer and winter. It's always been lost on me, what made fall so different. And then I met you. You are the reason the...
