end of spring

I take a step back and stare at you

you who used to be like my skin

covering my body

so close

now so alien

I take a step back and stare at you

your promises ringing

all those small and quiet words

flowing...

all lies

I take a step and stare at you

you who seem to have forgotten

of me

I guess we're seasonal

and like flowers do,

bound to wither...

now that spring is almost gone

you too have left me

uprooted 

so I take a step back and look at you

one last time

friend...