My Last Fall

I saw this coming from a mile away,
I just couldn't bring myself
to brace for it's impact.
I remember my last fall,
I hid under the pretense
of certain circumstances.
Some nights I get the feeling
you were a balloon floating above it all.
I was your anchor buried
six feet under the leaves;
we were tethered together.
At night I'd dig my way up
and meet you.
You cared about me then
the way no one cares about me now.
I still think about that empty park
and the frozen grass on that
black out golf course.
I still listen to those same
songs but my drives are a lot colder now.
I tried to reach up but the leaves
have become too heavy.
And once I tried to pull your string
but you weren't attached
to it anymore.
My thoughts will always find
a way of manipulating themselves,
but these words are a permanent
reminder;
of the past present and future.