Its about that time for no reason nor rhyme,
that the season wants to change in a unique way.
If autumn were personified into a girl she’d say “mother nature my life is punk rock and you just don’t understand”
the leaves change color from greens to oranges, reds, and yellows like colorful mohawks
or tropical birds with colorful mohawks
Smoothly transitioning from warm weekends to depressing monday mornings
wearing puffy jackets and sweaters, scarves, mittens and hoodies
all on top of everything
Autumn becomes cold hearted
and she drops everything you ever thought was beautiful or appealing to the eye
She formed an indie band called “Leaves on the ground”
and sent me her cassette mixtape titled “the fall“
the crisp chill of the breeze will always be something I adore
some people may hate, hate hate but I think she’s great
I know for sure I’ve got a crush on autumn
She’s so hardcore.