Autumn

Today I've been visited by the ghosts of past.

It's autumn down here, everything's gray, dull except from the leaves on trees, on paths, on streets..

But you know what?

Somehow it feels right..

It's beautiful around here.

Today while waiting to cross the street among all those leaves I've caught a glance

It was so intense, so familiar - I thought

I thought I knew it

I've been gazing back, remembering

And when we were passing each other - I've just looked down..

I love autumn