She tipped her head back, allowing the late autumn breeze to comb out her thick brown curls. She noticed her porcelien skin had goosebumps. Sighing, she pulled her green hoodie over her head. This was it, summer was really over.
She just kept walking, not really sure where she was going. Just walking, geting away from everything. Sometimes she just liked to get away and think, alone in the silence of the world. The only sound was that of an occasional car or barking dog. Otherwise, the Earth was comfortingly quiet.
She admired the shock of gold, brown and scarlet leaves on the trees aganist the gray sky. She kept walking.She wasnt really sure what she wanted. Just answers maybe.She felt like one of those Amish dolls. Just a body, not face or expression. Just a body.
Her body was heavy with exhaustion, but she kept walking. She thought of his eyes. She thought of the boy she had met over the summer. He had eyes that sparkled like the deepest ocean and thick brown hair that she loved to run her fingers through. He had big, strong hands with calluses from the lacrosse stick that often rested in his hands. She had met him at a party, that night was a vivid shock of color and light in her mind. She could still hear his laugh and see his smile as if he was standing in front of her. She could remeber the wave of shock that erupted in her chest everytime she saw him. Their relationship had been everything.
But then as the trees started to turn to red and gold, their relationsip started to change. Storms often erupted their skies instead of sunny days. Saddness shone in his ocean blue eyes instead of happiness when he saw here. Then like the season changed, they changed too. Slowly, as the tempture dropped and the days shortned, so did their time together. They where split like winter and summer.
She hated to admit it, but she missed him. He was the summer she had always dreamed of. She closed her pretty green eyes, imaging him that day on the lake. The wind whipping through his hair, his eyes sparkling with love as he held her waist with his strong arms. She could remember watching the sun go down, watching the pinks and purples spill across the sky like drops of paint, as he said "I love you"
She shoved her frozen hands into her hoodie pocket. She stopped at the edge of the road and quietly whispered, "I still love you."