I KNEW THAT THIS WOULD happen but I just didn’t expect it to be so soon! You’re moving overseas to follow your dreams, unaware that there will be a lonely heart left behind. Australia will never be the same again. Never!
I’m one of those sycamore trees lining the streets of the city of Bendigo—whose patchy yellow and brown autumn foliage has been thinning out for more than a couple of months now… Nights are getting longer, and the days—cooler and dull. Like the season of fall that’s coming to an end, I couldn’t hold it off; I couldn’t make you stay. No. And the thought that I will never have the right to do it has been making it hurt even more!
It won’t be long until these leaves that have been holding on to these sycamore branches will fall off… Even the frost in the morning couldn’t hold them back; and that only a puff of a crisp winter breeze could blow the final leaf away!
Unlike the bare branches in winter that promise a new life in spring, mine will surely gonna need pruning when you leave.
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