You sparked a flame inside of me that day

As the leaves broke free from the trees,

My heart broke free from the walls I had made

You took away all the protection I spent so long creating

I remember skipping through the leaves as a little kid would

I didn’t care who saw me

I didn’t care what they thought

All I cared about was you

All I could think about were my fingers laced between yours

My hands are always cold

You gave me a way to warm them when you aren’t there

With the flame you sparked that day

I know I worry too much

I know I spend most of my time stressing

But that day, all there was in this world was you and me

You, me, and our warm hands

Our warm hearts

You took my hollow heart

My heart that was weak from the endless suffering others had put it through

And filled it once again

I will forever remember that autumn day

The day the leaves died

And I was brought back from the dead

I sit at the place,

We had our first date.

A table secluded,

In a small park.

Only this time I am alone.

There is a small candle,

Its flame flickers in the breeze,

Trying not to go out.

A leaf drifts down,

Landing in front of me.

I turn my eyes up,

To the tree.

By the looks of it,

It has gone through a lot.

The branches are twisted,

It looms high about me.

The tree reminds me of a place,

A place inside of me,

A place that is now hollow.

I try to cover my pain,

Wear a mask,

So nobody,

Sees the truth,

The painful truth.

Maybe someday someone will understand.