Embracing the Cold: Septembers Farewell

The last leaves fell of my tree today. They dance, frolic, and rustle about, while glaring at me mockingly. In the background Green Day plays, Wake Me Up When September Ends. A fitting soundtrack to this moment of dread.

A cold breeze washes over me, chilling my core and sending and aching through my bones. I’ve come so far, another summer gone, season lost. Memories and laughs, hot moments of fun all done. The last leaves they blow away in the distance. They beckon for me to follow, but I’m stuck frozen and hollow.

The flowers have all but died, even the ones I thought I kept safe inside. Gripped by Winters cold chill, and the way the sun suddenly began to hide. I know tomorrow promises Spring, where something new can begin, but as September ends I know I still have this bitter winter with which to contend.