ashes.
and it's funny really, how a couple of chaste kisses in a parking lot can restore someone's faith in mankind - it almost made me forget how forcefully fall struck this year, dragging everyone down with it and forcing them to give in, give up, move on. and when i say almost, i mean almost as in for a moment there, i kind of managed to ignore how the cold winds are ripping at everything they can reach, because i know that even in this moment, all i have to do is turn around and look out these dirty second floor windows to be met with the sight of a cloudy pink and purple sky that i'd probably just describe as gray anyway.
rejoice my broken and torn down friends, for 'tis the season when even the overbearing sky will join you and devote a majority of its time to drowning everything in bitter droplets that amount to absolutely nothing and only serve to dampen the spirits of those who will not back down to the elements. rejoice, you cry alone no more. gather around the remnants of the fires that kept us (people like me. people with faith) on our feet through summer and steal the last warmth from them. take it - it's yours.
i'll be alright, kisses or no kisses.
