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Fall is finally here. The season I wait all year for. I stepped outside and smelled the air and thought of you. For a moment, my heart smiled and I remembered all the wonderful times we shared together. But soon there after my heart got cold and remembered how those times weren't enough, how I wasn't enough. But no longer am I going to dwell on our past and hope that you've changed or hope that you see through my eyes. I know you won't. I'm giving up on you until I see some kind of proof to make me believe that it is worth putting myself on the line once again. For now the smell of fall that I have always loved makes me sick. What did you do to me?

Photograph by Ryan McGinley.