The leaves drifted away from the tree we used to sit up,
Grass crumpled beneath my feet used to dance,
I looked alone up the sky we used to make a wish upon,
I looked at what we’ve become, apart and lost the chance.
I took a flower, the same I kind I place on your hair,
Its fragrance brings memories I held close to my heart,
Memories of the lost love I love the most,
Is this really the end, we’re done and worlds apart?