Too fast.
Too soon.
Like leaves on a tree
Growing and leaving
Strongly missed
Nearly always held dead
Where do they go?
What adventures
They may take
That you are not there?
The connections
The bonds
The ties hands
The time spent away from you.
I watch as they swear they will hang out,
Swear they will stay,
Promise they will talk,
Lie,
Deftly walk away.