Where the apple falls

Her red color dress
with the wind blown so gently
making her slowly losing heat
her emotions are suddenly unstable
her red dress is fading
her lips are losing heat
suddenly it feels so cold
with nothing there to see
under a red apple tree
she lays still and starts to weep
her tears are falling
just like the red color leaves
her bitterness taste of red and blood
making everything she once really love
stop at a single sign on the street
she still lays under the tree
leaking her tears out so quickly
but a apple falls from the tree
knocking her on the head
she looks up at the apple tree
to see the tree also weeping
the leaves are his tears he weeps
and the apple are his old memories
"old apple tree" the girl ask
will you remember this feeling?
when you grow back your leaves?
and your new apples on your tree?