Through out the the toughest times of all
We went to a bridge around fall
You kissed me when the leaves turned yellow
The wind was shallow in a mellowing sun
Your arms around my hips were soft
Your kissed my forehead, I touched yours with my palm
The end was nonexistent in a brief moment
We’d enjoy the fresh air, each other
There was nothing to fear, no bothers

The next fall was entirely different
You didn’t recognize me as yours
It’s like we never spoke
Our hands never touched
The leaves turned grey
I’ll never forget how the sun made your brown eyes hazel
Nor how our forever changed


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© Danica Bozic - 2015