Elegy

The summer days are coming closer
but its cold like early spring
The Robins chirp
while I kick around leaves from last fall as I walk up to my apartment door
I suppose I should call it ours
But we are no longer one,
We are two separate entities
living bilaterally
We ride our bikes in the same direction, miles apart.
The cool breeze blows my hair in my face
the sunlight is bright and high
But my hair blinds me
The sunlight blinds me
the way, you used to blind me
with our love
The summer days will pass too
the leaves will fall
and I will kick them
as I walk up to a strange and new door.