Autumn

I think you might have been green before,
And a beautiful part of a large picture
One of a million, two of two;
And I think something happened then
Your autumn, your fall

I know you’ve changed, because I’ve never seen the before
I think the after is beautiful, although it is not the same
Don’t break, though I know you think your time is near

The before is who you want to be, but a change is a change is a change

Don’t go, it’s only winter
Maybe the harshness of the long snow will fade
Perhaps you’ll go green again, even though your doubts haven’t stopped

I can’t do it either.
I know it’s hard dealing with me.