Therapy in Autumn
She walks out of the room. There is no script for what's going to happen.
Next.
Equinox. Approaching the shadows of a moment.
I encompassed her with space unconditionally loving
Or
Dear god
At least putting my heart out with this intention.
Time moves so effortlessly forward. When she walked out
This moment felt like a clock striking midnight
When she shut the door behind her.
Her cheeks soiled with tears like autumn leaves soiled
With the streaks of time
To change their colours. It's
This something that brings life even when it looks
Like death.
That something that feels like another painful beginning.
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