The leaves will change with the seasons,
From green, to red, to brown then fall,
But after they fall they always grow back.

You will change too,
From ecstatic to depressed and then you'll fall,
But when you fall you wont come back.

You are not like a leaf on a tree,
You are not so easily replaced,
Once you are gone a new you does not appear to repeat the cycle.

I love you.