One by one by one
As if it’s some kind of metaphor
For the time we still have left
I feel a heaviness in my heart
When I start to think of you
If the last leaf will start to fall
Will our time together be up as well?
© KH
Blog about my scribbles. Short stories and poems in English. Because my first language is Dutch the grammar might not be all that's cracked up to be, bear with me...
Wednesday, 8 November 2017
Falling Leaves
I sit and stare at the leaves falling
One by one by one
As if it’s some kind of metaphor
For the time we still have left
I feel a heaviness in my heart
When I start to think of you
If the last leaf will start to fall
Will our time together be up as well?
One by one by one
As if it’s some kind of metaphor
For the time we still have left
I feel a heaviness in my heart
When I start to think of you
If the last leaf will start to fall
Will our time together be up as well?
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