The sky was a warm shade of grey,
the wind rustled through the trees,
through my hair.
You were still not here,
but you were appproaching.

I caught a falling leaf.

***

In other news, I'd been a horrible person this week. I've much to learn.
I do humbly seek your forgiveness if I'd offended you in one way or another.

You popped my heart seams
all of my bubble dreams