Still

You're gone.
Was it me?
Or was it you?
I don't know.
We drifted apart
like fallen leaves on ground.

I am here.
I am still here.
Not under the tree,
but here.
You are there,
still there.
Under the tree,
that old tree.

So near
yet so far away.
Still in love,
still apart.

Now we have become
one of each other's
memories.