“If the leaves turn brown how do we go back”
Step, crunch.
I like the way the leaves crackle.
How they break up, fall between the recently cleaned gravel
Every detail engraved in my brain, this is the time I'm in
Complete sorrow.
As stable as a heap of leaves swirling at the slightest wind
I can't stop tapping my foot- I'm falling fast
Concerned my shoes are blanketed by fallen ash
Had a bright future, that thought makes my spine shiver
I light another one- Too bad I'll never get to see your light flicker
Finally it sunk in, I fell to my knees- Couldn't walk, I had to.. crawl
Life spiraled out of control, in the perfect season, it had to.. Fall
Miss you.
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