Updated: Jun 7, 2019
The wind scattered our voices
among the blooms of summer.
The falling leaves on our heads and the smell
of dry asphalt announced a parting.
We walked in silence
side by side
echoes on the pavement.
I wanted more sounds, more words, and more touch.
But you were like the leaves being blown away
by the wind
and flying away from me
as they bid their inevitable goodbyes.