Are You The One That Stole My Heart?

The sweet sound of the crunchy leaves of autumn. My favorite sound. The colorful trees surround me with red and orange leaves floating gently to the ground. The cool wind is blowing through my hair as teardrops run down my face. I’m walking down a path to which I have no idea where it leads. My arms are crossed and no one is by my side. I wish someone was with me.

Suddenly, a hand grabs my arm and nearly startles me. I turn to see a dark figure with a familiar face. The dark figure turns into someone I know, someone I love. She walks me down the path which then opens to a beautiful lake. The lake is surrounded by red and orange trees with a light brown bench placed perfectly on the edge. We sit on the bench and she lays her head on my shoulder and she wrap her arms around my waist. She feels so warm pressed against my chilled body. she runs her fingers through my hair with one hand and wipes away my tears with the other.

I look up into her eyes and gaze at her beauty. And I places my hand on her cheek and pulls her face closer towards me. My eyes close and I feel her soft lips press against mine. I open my eyes and say, “Are you the one that stole my heart?” In her soft voice she says, “Yes.”