filled with emptiness

Leaves are turning, urging us to turn the page, the colors anew. Some trees never forget how we napped and kissed beneath their shade, whispered poetry in each other’s ear, breathing life into love’s passionate verse.

Just like some hearts will always remember how pregnant promises are nothing but hollow words.

~~~

© annie scribes 2017
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