The fall

(Tom Waits - I hope I don't fall in love with you)

Leaves, they are everywhere. It must be the fall. The fall, the fall came unexpected. One tries to avoid it as much as possible. And then one moment, in the least welcome of moments, you realize it was there all along. Then, afterwards, you notice the leaves.

Most of the times that is just that. The leaves fall, and they scatter around dispersed over the ground, the air and the people. And around you everyone else notices the same. You are never alone, then why does it feel like that?

But sometimes, sometimes the fall isn't all that unrequited. Sometimes you are not the only one to notice the leaves. And you collect them, put them in books, or on the wall. Or just hold them in your hands, on a park bench snuggled together.

Sometimes you don't fall alone,