I dont exist

i want to remember

early september

when lips were sweet

and hugs were warm

october was a teaser

when a lover left with a fever

back in the cold city

the world moves so fast

lovers are running out

of calls and letters

in the world of big feet

emotions are frozen

when deadlines

amidst golden October

drowns the student with paper works

and deprives Big Feet

from sleep

so maybe he forgets

that Little Feet

is frozen from

the cold distance