Autumn Never Gets Easier

This weather chills me to the bone,
Though every year it stays the same.
This time its more like before.
The air is wet and cool, like home-
Like days spent looking forward to evenings,
When lights were just the shadow of night.
When the moon touched my cheek,
I lived and breathed.
Sleep didn't matter.
I survived on long talks and car rides,
On music that spoke my stories,
On leaves that crumbled under our feet,
On water bottles and perfect silence,
On hammocks and light jackets,
On whispers and stars,
On all of us.
I'll never stop writing,
I'll never stop singing,
I'll never stop dreaming about those days-
Those days that changed my life. Forever.

LISTEN...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3LtYw05joWo