Everything was no used

Wind (life) blew gently
And a leaf (things in life, love) start to swing back and forth
Dances to wind's playful melody (life's trials)
Until finally loses it hold
It allows itself be carried
Which I think is really unfair
It suddenly let itself lose its grip...
To the steady arm of the tree (My own arms)
But I want to restore everything
Hoping to return everything in place
So I put back the dying leaf to the branch
Thinking that it's not yet late
But once it needs to fall... (If it wasn't meant...)
Then the leaf had to fall. (Then, It wasn't meant)
Not all things can be revive
No matter how hard you try

**sorry if i have to put my own defintion with each lines or the symbols of some words in my poem.I just did coz I believe we have our own interpretations and I just have to say what I really mean with my poem but I still respect your own opinion on my poem/Once again sorry and thank u for reading it