October’s Promises

Once, you told me that I’m beautiful,

And I believed you,

Staring at the dreamy shadows in your eyes,

Dotted with the stars of October.

Once you told me that you love me,

And I believed you,

Staring at the bright springs of your heart,

Sprinkled with the moon of October.

Once you told me we’d been searching for a long time,

And I believed you,

Staring at the sincerity of your breath,

Interwoven in the evening of October.

Once you told me you were lost,

And I believed you,

Staring at the tiredness in your smile,

Stirred by the winds of October.