I wanted to write you a poem
but I could not feel the flow
so I watched the sky change
from blue to grey
a spring breeze blew
& dead leaves rallied
in a circular motion
which drew me in & picked
me up for a few seconds
to feel the rays of the sun
oh spring, it’s only just begun.
the ground is brown &
the trees still bare.
I don’t want to care
I know that we’ve got nothing
left to share, no extra feelings left to spare.
I hope to go where the wind blows,
who knew that meant leaving you behind.
some nights never seem to end,
& I juggle all the words in my head
it’s just
if only
I’d like to share
my heart.