i didn't want for it -
for us -
to be over...
not this soon.

why couldn't our leaf
have been carried by a wind?
instead of falling
straight to the hard earth.

i sit, i wonder,
what it was i did wrong.
what i should've changed,
how i should've been.

yet the pain has taught me,
life works this way,
in laughter,
and in tears.

it hurts to think of you,
an abandoned future.
and if i should forget you,
will you have existed at all?