I'm not sure if I can really explain how much I love this season, yet at the same time it brings me so much sadness. The cooling temperatures, the crisp air, the beautiful colors. They put me in the mood for bonfires and hayrides. But my heart remembers it as a season of lasts. The last time I hugged my Dad and talked to him on the phone. My heart in a million pieces. I never really got to say goodbye. It was sudden, and he was gone.
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