Under the Same Tree

I passed the tree again today,

Your name's still carved the same old way.

The breeze remembers your perfume,

Like spring revisiting this room.

Golden leaves still catch the light,

As if your laugh is held just right.

That bench we painted long ago,

Still waits in shade we used to know.

Whispers in branches,

They call out your name.

Seasons keep changing,

But I feel the same.

Under the same tree where we fell in love,

You touched my hand, and stars rose above.

The roots hold more than earth and stone

They cradle dreams we used to own.

Under the same tree, we stay alive,

Even if you're not by my side.

Your voice would dance on falling leaves,

October air, we used to breathe.

I swear I hear your footsteps still,

A phantom joy I always will.

We told our secrets to that tree,

It listened more than even me.

Now birds repeat our sacred tune,

Each morning, evening, night, and noon.

Still feel your shoulder,

When I close my eyes.

The tree holds echoes,

Of all our goodbyes.

Under the same tree, where shadows blend,

Where time begins and doesn’t end.

Your laughter lives in bark and wind,

A loop of love that won’t rescind.

Under the same tree, you’re here again

With every drop of summer rain.

Mmm… you never left… you never will

Even when I'm far from grace,

This tree recalls your smiling face.

I come here just to feel you breathe,

In every branch, you still believe.

Under the same tree, hearts entwine,

Through every age, through every line.

This soil has memorized your name,

A sacred script in nature’s frame.

Under the same tree, I’ll always be

Waiting for love… eternally.

If you ever return… the tree will remember.