Hearts, such fragile things
We use them to love those we idolize
Those we cherish so dear
Yet to what avail
We spend but a few years together
Only to mourn what once was
The time so west
The moments seemingly everlasting
Eternal
Hearts are such fragile things
Tender and caring
Capable of the deepest vats of human emotionality
Strong in the face of darkness
Yet so easily broken
Destroyed
Scared

what is human life
much like the leaves in autumn
treasured for all its beauty, and yet, so easily discarded
all our lives are spent
trying to be remembered
admired
ultimately we are like the leaves of autumn
treasured and discarded
only to be forgotten

what is goodbye
words carried by tormenting winds
across valleys and fields of blue
to land, tenderly,
on a distant ear
goodbye
a word to mark the end
an "in memoriam" to all the cherished time together
goodbye
a single word to commemorate a day, a year,
a lifetime
memories
irreplaceable melancholy
goodbye, goodbye, goodbye