the colors change.
the leaves fall.
so do tears.
yet, through it all
You. Are. God.
hearts break. people move on.
but i'm stuck.
here.
here in what could have been.
i taught. they chose wisely.
but spring was the enemy.
summer should have been.
so i wait. til fall. til december.
maybe there will be a happily ever after.
afterall.
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