I visit this tree everyday
In my dreams.
I sit under it and
I contemplate all the complications of life.
I allow the autumn leaves to fall on me
While I think about how well we worked
How we were like stars colliding
How we floated above the earth
How you traced your finger
Down my spine
How you pulled a smile out of me
How you made me feel different.
But a storm has come
Ripping the tree from the ground
Only leaving the roots
Of what once was.

And now I'm without a home.
    
                 t.s.