Swirling dark waters undulate before me
My bare feet sink into the cool, wet grass
Lightly dusted with dew and memories
My toes dig into the blades with slight reluctance
As if wanting to linger on the moments
But my resolve pushes me forward
I reach the edge of the river
Looking into its blackness I see ripples of our past
Fading in and out as scenes and seasons
Slowly I submerge myself in the depths
Sinking, submitting
And as I drink in the waters willingly
You begin to fade away
Until I am falling into blackness
My mind washed away with the waves
Disappearing into…
-Me
Under the Fallen Leaves 