The Way The Leaves Fall

The summer ended and so did your love for me. I never really noticed how quickly the leaves change colors, break apart from the tree, and then fall weightlessly to the ground. 

When I took a moment to reflect, I realized that the way the leaves fall during the season change is the way you let go of me when your feelings changed. It was the season you moved on.

I watched you slowly change to an ugly shade even though you still held on for a bit. I wanted to support you and grow with you. I wanted to be the only thing you would ever need to feel truly happy. 

I felt you let go of me when you realized I wasn’t enough. Your passion snapped and so did the leaf. Was it me that caused you to detach and fall so weightlessly? I know everyone has to let go someday but I didn’t know it would be so effortless for you. You changed completely. I couldn’t see any of the green left in you. The life in you that I so profoundly adored had died just like the leaf's relationship to the tree. 

You were an unwanted shade of brown. When leaves turn brown, they're dead. Your love for me was dead. 

This was the season in which you moved on.