Reality .

Deep mixture of brown leaves leading the path to autumn.
And then It arrived.
Everything  was perfect
Almost seemed to perfect to be true ..
Something I haven’t felt in a long time .
The crave for males dawned .

Winter shortly arrived.
The battery died .
Everything once again lost its light
Returning back to reality , shattered , red liquor smoothly racing past my heart.
Invisibly , my death was on Jan 12th.

Spring , a Serene dazzling mesmerising season  .
Pain doesn’t go with season .
Grief feeling still seated.
A piece of winter still belonging in my heart with a slight of autumn mirthful .
Healed at final ease
Focused on the real world .