-a documentation by arata you laugh, instinctively as the tree shadow fell on you "if i got 90 in math you should at least treat me with something sweet" your chalant voice soar the sky as if you were good at numbers smirks pass my lips afternoon sunray glide our skin you-with your trademark confident face awaits my answer "okay, something sweet, like your favorite autumn candy bar?" your face even lighten up more and for a simple second, the heat fuzzy days became a delightful day as if, we both are the happiest person right now "okay, roger that." you dance with the wind and grass swirling through the sunset you were... angelic you became the definition of autumn for me i felt something in my chest grow some abnormalities that i can't describe some happiness and tingling churn oh dear, if only i deserve to be happy i want to love autumn -in a dark gloomy bedroom, 13th August 2020
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