Somehow I feel like this little branch. Leaves are like the people in your life, every now and then you lose some and you gain some. Tomorrow one leaf is going to be laid to rest and I have no choice but to continue growing, for her. No other leaf will ever replace where you’ve been in my tree, with you I grew into a nice little shrub. Without you, I’ll grow even further because you were in my life long enough to provide me nourishment. When new leaves grow, I’ll tell them you said hi. I miss you.
