There is no place for them to go and no place to grow.
To use these last days of warmth to gather all need so into hibernation we will go.
I am going to ride the last waves of summer all the way to the very end.
I found pieces of you tucked away in the closet; Soft sweaters from changing season chills.
Kiss me because it feels like home when your hands are in my hair and my heart steadily beats.
I could feel my feet steady on the floor
I stood up and said goodbye for the very last time.