Who loved a man
That it broken her into little pieces.
He was a good man,
But he could not love her back.
Not because she was unlovable.
Not because he could not love.
But simply because he could not love her back.
Passing over the earth
Like a great storm,
She grasped at the strands of life.
She clung softly to the earth in pieces,
Breaking a little each time.
She came to resemble
Fallen leaves in the wind.