every fall memory won’t be tainted by you
and i will not hear your soft voice begging me to return
with every falling leaf
settling onto the pavement.
i’ll be able to walk out
into the cold bite of winter
without thinking of your embrace.
maybe someday the autumn gusts and cold months
autumn gusts and cold months
and my tears
frozen on my cheeks,
dust unto rain.
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Welcome, Vaidehi. Love all the hope that is loaded into the last line!
Hello, Vaidehi. Welcome to voice club. Your poem-like story is full of hope. I love it. Well done. Keep on writing.