Like each leaf
that is flatten,
by each shoe.

Like each
tear.
That creates
each broken piece,
of paper.
That cuts
like a knife.

As though
deepening,
into each
small fold
of skin.

Each leaf
rejected,
by the tread
of each footprint.

Just like,
each forgotten kiss.
That echoes
through
the heart
and painfully fades,
into such sadness.

As...