what happened
your love for me
was supposed to be
strong and unwavering
you were the last leaf
on the tree before winter
and the breeze blew you away
autumn isn’t over yet
it wasn’t supposed to be
don’t you hate how
seasons change so soon
where did you go
maybe it wasn’t the breeze
maybe you were the earth
after the seasons of
growing
blooming
falling
maybe you were tired
maybe you got scared
when the sky started
pouring snow without warning
until all life became trapped
maybe you left by choice
to find some place warmer
is that what happened?