I'm still searching
searching for the pieces of myself
that fell away like autumn leaves
Plucked by the strong wind that I once called love and scattered about the sidewalk.

Little by little, they crumbled under the harsh and unforgiving footsteps.
I watched my dreams get torn apart
until there was nothing left to do but light the match.
I stared into the flames as they burned away.
I  stayed until there was nothing but ash.
l swept them up and put them in an urn on the shelf where my heart used to be, so I can remember what was, as I try to figure out what could be.