in the whisper of the wind
as leaves of color fall
the afternoon shadows stretch
reaching skinny and tall
skipping cracks in the sidewalk
hopscotching to avoid bad luck
laughter fills the empty void
of conversation when we're stuck
desperately we hold on to
what little that we have left
thinking if we don't look hard
we can continue to drift
how do we get back to there?
that safe place we used to be
when distance isn't the only thing
that's keeping you from me
as the time slips quickly away
we kiss and part once more
each time a little more difficult
and different from the time before