A single flower on the street corner, Reminds me all too much of you.
A single flower on the street corner, And I wish you’d remember me too.
I sit here trying to write, do my daily chores; hourly I glance outside, at the autumn tree.
Sycamore maybe.
I never quite bothered to find out exactly what it was, but it was special.
I’m not meant to be here, I’ve a day off; but I need to catch up, don’t distract me.
I don’t want to fail again.
Like those years back when I neglected to notice it was important.
A single leaf falls from the tree, I wish I hadn’t remembered.
A single leaf falls from the tree, But in ways I wish I did.
I look back down at my work, physics bio and chem; but I keep on looking out, hoping you’ll remember.
You never did.
But I always forgave you because you just are who you are, I am who I am.
I actually study this time, formulae, processes; equations and the like, I’m catching on.
Maybe I’ll succeed.
It was all about you and not me, I was hopelessly in love with you.
A single flower on the street corner .. you stand with it in your hand, amongst the autumn leaves.
You remembered.