fall.

the intake of crisp fall air stung my lungs as i sat on my balcony three stories up. I watched the leaves in the trees making their transition from green to yellow, to orange, and to red, silently wishing that everything that were dying looked just as beautiful in its last moments. I heard the birds calling to one another in the distance, as they trained themselves into Vs and rapidly beat their wings south. I wanted to go with them simply to fulfill the curiosity of knowing how far they make it.