FALLEN LEAVES

when the winter comes

and the leaves have crumbled

I can't seem to remember how

they fell to the ground in the first place

and maybe I'm ruined like the leaves

forever wishing I hadn't fallen,

for I had always feared being gone

with colors faded and

each and every rip noted

I do not remember what it was like

to fall to the ground

only how it feels to be here now

and I can promise,

it's not what you'd think

grass doesn't grow anymore,

and where are the flowers?

they once bloomed so bright,

but now have abandoned the leaves

just as you did, with me