Orange and Green Autumn Leaves

poem about love and rejection

While I liked you

And I thought you liked me

I was cheerful as a September Breeze,

Before the Autumn rain.

But the Golden Leaves fall,

Although sometimes we don't like it at all,

There's nothing we can do about it.

One day they will grow again,

Next October they will fall again,

Altogether for what feels like an eternity.

But one day when they change their colour

They will not fall down,

In a different world, a different place, 

Where feelings are always 

Pure, and raw, mutual and honest.

And there we will stay,

Till the end of our days,

Hands entwined for an eternity