Love in October

It starts to get colder now as we move closer to winter.

I want his memories to burn like scars,
So that he'll never forget me.

The pain would be so intertwined with the merry moonlight strolls
That he won't be able to leave me.

I'll do with him the way autumn does to leaves.

I'll make him burn with colours that fall beneath his feet while he waits for spring to come again.