Today went by as if a migraine radiating throughout my entire body. Stress doesn't begin to cover it.

If there hadn't been a golden yellow sun setting upon the horizon, a crisp white crescent rising toward it, and the occasional leaf gliding through the fall breeze, I would have fallen into a deeper depression filled with visions of a red and gray eternal solitary. Millions of brown, red, yellow and golden leaves rest as a blanket over the ground in preparation for the cold winter to come.

I find a patch of grass yet to die from the summer before. Like myself, it wont bend to winters chill or falls bitter winds.

Looking to the sky, nothing but blue sky welcomes my gaze as the dance of trees circle around this small field. The air feels refreshing as I remove my coat. A perfect day to forget my problems, try to lift my spirits, or just feel like someone out there cares for this walking imperfection of a girl.

Laying down, my head rests on my folded coat as a cloud floats from the trees to the ones on the other side of the field. A crisp breeze picked up, allowing me to relax as the scent of cinnamon, bark, and moss welcomed me into my own world.

My eyes shut as the air seemed to welcome another's presence. As tears streamed my face, a loving warmth radiated within my chest. The need for this person grew stronger than imaginable, yet fear he'd see my imperfection and run or judge wrongly held to my heart and soul.

A sudden hope and braveness sparked within my soul as I left my eyes shut and folded my arms across my heart.

"Cradle me..." I begged softly, waiting for the acceptance or the denial. More tears began to well up as the sound of grass being pressed against the cold ground made a hymn in my ears.

I could tell he was kneeling at my side. Arms slowly slid under my back, lifting my body into his lap as a hand ran through my hair and across my cheeks, wiping the tears away for good.

"Its ok." His voice rang through my ears as if the language of the Gods. "His friends know nothing of your love or reasoning, nor does he. You deserve better, my love." He pulled me closer as the tears rained like a salty wave exploding against a warm, sun bathed rock. My face pressed against his chest as he whispered in my ear. "Let's go home, where its safe, where I promise to love you right."

Sliding his other arm under my legs, he stood. My arms wrapped around his neck as the last rays of sun shinned behind his face, blinding me as we kissed.