Winds push grasses, and rocks rolling back through

What lies behind me, the clouds are so blue

And the sky whispers, of things haven’t said

Very glad am I, that I left my bed

The autumn sun rises, the sweet air, cool

Brown leaves from trees fall, forming a loud pool

Rolling to nothing, but a cold red bliss

Only that, I think, is what she must miss

Lost in this cruel world, like a wind-spun leaf

T’wards the sun I go, my time there is brief

Dull aches I’m feeling, this is what I need

This caged heart of mine, it has just to bleed

Rising on small clouds, the wind is lifted

Over the dark storm, my mind has shifted

To the words unknown, what I should have said

I keep looking back, to where I have tread

My legs continue, their own steady beat

I think of her shoes, that have lost their feet

She smiles at me, hey isn’t this fun?

“I miss you” I say, she answers...”Just...run.”