I fall in love with everything. I see everything beautifully. The love in my eyes is so pure and passionate. How can I handle all this? Sometimes I start to cry, because my point of view is so kind and soft.

Candles, warm drinks, sweet thoughts, poems, this autumn is making me so full of love.

Color, color everywhere. Golden leaves that once were green. The sunset and city lights.

I want to tell the world about my thoughts. I want to share this with someone, late evening in the shade of the old apple tree. They deserve it.