A soft fragrance of a leaf.
A fading memory,
reaching out I grasp nothing.

Absence left a shadow,
I am left broken.
Crushed like autumn leaves.
The soft paddle of the rain became a hurricane.

Hopelessly I walk towards the soft fragrance.
In the deep forest.

I hear your voice, but you are gone.
Kneeling down, I cry.

A soft wind-
Stabbing knives.

I try to find the words,
but it's too late-
you are gone,
and I am alone.

The scene I can never touch again.
Dreams of fading memories,
Dreams of the deep forest.

I crumble,
helplessly.

I see a shadow,
a small light,
but nobody was there.

And I break,
And I fall,
And I pain,

yet the familiar fragrance is only of a fading memory,

A fading forest.

An empty heart,
An empty shadow,
but nobody was there.