This quiet, dark, cold weather brings with it the nostalgia of the past
No matter what, I'm seated with the feelings of the familiar, with the painful.
There's never a time where the yellow leaves bring in unsurmounted joy
It's an ache in my heart for whatever reason
The loneliness
The duties
Realizing your summer bucket list only has one thing crossed over
Admitting you failed your youth and acknowledging you actually prefer it that way