to fall in love in the fall

with all my warmth and my breeze

in september, he thought that i was the summer

i appeared to be serene, reminded him of a paradise

little did he know that he was only being fooled,

and paradise would be lost.

the weather began to change when october hit

i started to carry my bleak

to the sweet summer breeze through his hair

to the warmness wrapped around his chest

the frigid wind made him sick i was

little did he know that our love would fade,

just like the leaves would turn blood red

i stormed and gloomed

all my clouds covered the sun that kept him warm.

my wind whistled a song for that we had grown apart

but no one could tell whether it was him or i

was the sky that made it rain all day and night

because this time, the november rain seemed to last forever