Short story

It's fall and all the beautiful leaves are falling, they cover the road in in orange and gold. Then i was pass by them and they are sent into the air with the wind of my car. I realize something  these leaves  are what life is. They just sit there in the road, so beautiful, and then something happens something big has an impact on these leaves, a big event or a strong emotion comes, a car drives by. Its sets the leaves into motion, they float through the air carelessly, who knows for how long but they all come down sometime. If somehow your attention is drawn away from these leaves you see more leaves on the sides of the road, the ones on the side used to be in the road but have made their way to the edge to just sit there, stagnant, watching everything pass by. When you're watching these leaves you notice some never get to float, they just get crushed under the weight of the car as it passes, these leaves can't help but be crushed and hope to be caught up by some breeze and be taken away. I see two leaves floating mysteriously close together just wandering through the air. I cant help but think that thats exactly what love is, and in the next couple of seconds they separated and landed again, love indeed. It all is so beautiful, yet so funny to think about because of the overwhelming irony. These leaves are life, they are alive, but realy they are dead. Their colors, their beauty is a product of their demise. Those leaves really had me thinking, I didnt even realize... blind curve, wrong lane, time to see my colors.