October leaves are falling slow,
A gentle breeze, a whispered hello.
I see your face in every crowd,
A memory's whisper, soft and proud.
Echoes of October, calling my name,
A love rekindled, burning like a flame.
Can we rewrite the story, start anew?
October whispers, I still love you.
The coffee shop, our usual place,
I see you standing, a smile on your face.
The same old sweater, the way you laugh,
This moment's magic, a second half.
The years have passed, the wounds have healed,
Is this a dream, or is this real?
My heart is pounding, a nervous beat,
Hoping our paths will intertwine and meet.
Echoes of October, calling my name,
A love rekindled, burning like a flame.
Can we rewrite the story, start anew?
October whispers, I still love you.
October's breeze, a gentle sign,
Our love story, meant to realign.
Echoes of October, forever true,
Me and you, me and you.
