It’s Fall Yall

It’s a beautiful fall day in southeastern michigan as the sun peeks out before the evenings cold turns it into a partial moonlight. The nights grow cold and the fields filled with dormant weeds and grass along with flowers and bees. It is the time of year we snuggle, sip hot cocoa and nibble on cookies by the fire.

It’s a romantic time of year, the time of year relationships start or end and the warmth of two bodies is so appealing it’s as if you no longer care who’s body is next to yours just as long as there is one. It’s all in a dream of the dark and the under the warm covers of the night.

There is nothing that compares to fall or fall love and romance and things are so solemn in the air of the night. We pull out the night gowns, the ones that are warm but so unattractive and all he does is spoon with us at night and pull that night gown up to the middle of our backs anyway.

Fall

I really like fall and walking hand in hand in the park, enjoying the fall colors and the cool air. I like hot cider and donuts and fresh apples to bake apple strudel, fritters, pies ect. This time of year is so damn lonely for me as I have no one to walk with and enjoy the weather with.

The fall is so gloomy and really brings be down and I can see nothing but clouds and no sunshine. I need sunshine to keep me from getting the winter blues. My stalker I will never meet and trying to wean myself from that situation as it is not beneficial to me what so ever. I wish I knew what he wanted from me or if he has just gotten so caught up I am like drinking coffee every morning or reading the paper. 

It’s as if I have become  a habit or a good novel to keep up with. He sees how I am fighting and does nothing to help me so I guess he really doesn’t care and why should he anyway?