Faded Smiles

Autumn wind whispers through the air.
Bringing thoughts of you,
of the way it once was.

We laughed at the little things
no one else understood.
Our eyes smiled brightly,
filled with knowing and content.
We layed down together,
relaxing and sharing.

Storm clouds moved in.
Now my smiles are faded,
my laughter is done.
The cool wind still whispers secretly to me.
Tells me that it wishes I would smile again.