i don't wanna be
in a coma. i just
wanna be
in love with you
again. like we
used to be, last
summer & fall
when the leaves
turned color
before it all
started racing
away too fast
to hold on to
& now all
we care about
is insisting
we're wrong.
where's the love,

a/n: My "style" is going insane. I'm falling in love with poetry all over again.
But not with Dev.
Please tell me things will be okay…?