october & me

and with every huff that October threw,
i found myself inhaling with pain.

the trees refused to turn yellow,
refused to let go and just be.

and i realized that it was
just the same with me.

it's hard to change and release
the things you just got to know.

it'll never be the same,
October said to me.

and we both sighed and creaked
in the coming winter signs.