Falling leaves, rustling sounds
Soft colors surrounds me
I sway with the breeze
Each leaf representing a lesson learned
Dropped on a land cold, hard and uninviting
But I can't get to you without having to pass through
Uninvited locations to reach my fascination
But too strong a breeze blows me away
When all I want is to stay
Reattach me to my root
Brittle, battled and bruised 
with no use left than to incinerate.
Is my love too late