All of these fall feelings 

Of the leaves turning color 

And I, turning into a new person. 

Wilting my old ways, 

One leaf at a time

Falling 

Falling after life pushes me down. 

but regaining hours of sleep through each iced coffee. 

I once read a poem 

That said, "we love our comments, we love our likes, we share the common interest of loving being liked because we love our likes, we love our comments, we love our lives." 

Nothing has ever felt more true to me. 

We love our #fallpots and the quote on quote "artsy" pictures we take of the fall. 

But it hurts to fall. 

And it hurts even more when you let yourself fall. 

Going on mental breakdown after the other, 

Tripping over my shoelaces like a child running to a pile of old autumn leaves. 

But I share the common interest of "loving being liked, loving my comments, loving my life, loving my likes".