If you ever left me,

 nothing much would change.

 The trees and grass 

would still blow softly

 in the gentle wind. 

The neighborhood kids would

 still run and squeal shrieks of 

joy as they danced around the playground.

No, not much wouldn’t change at all.

School would keep repeating its long

Cycle each year. 

The clouds would still be white

And fluffy, hinting at an evening rain.

But I feel as tho something would change,

 something that I would not have control

Of.

But as this feeling happens to everyone, 

 it tends to be a hated feeling tho

It isn’t all harmful.

It is a sharp feeling leaving you dry and

Empty, but I believe this isn’t an all

Miserable experience.

For it teaches you maturity, the feeling 

loss is heavy. And if i ever lost you

It would be as if I were being crushed by

The world itself.