amaia

Fall into me,

and make me agree.

The leaves turn red,

and disconnect from themselves.

Tell me I’m okay,

and that I have a life to live,

tell me I gave all I could give.

When I was younger,

I once awoke in the middle of the night

to a knock on my room’s door,

I got out of bed and put my feet to the floor.

There was a woman there,

she was adorned in a black dress,