autumnal weather

the days are getting colder and I feel sadder and you know how the story goes...

Lewis Capaldi albums

and 

autumn weather 

and 

Japanese Gran Prix's

and 

endless school assignments 

and 

longing for more 

than just this flat earth

and 

a cup of black tea

whenever I feel down.

Blankets and

toes held close to the heater

and 

binge-watching shows

with vampires and monsters 

and 

running away from reality.

I want nothing more 

than this dichotomy 

of holding on 

and 

letting go all the same. 

I'm melancholic and elated. 

Yearning.

I'm alive I suppose.