Initialed Tree

I see 2 initials on a tree

Of how in love we used to be

But that was many years ago

Before the rain did come and go.

Now seeing them I wonder why..

Why our love did grow then die

It was so big, but now so small

Why did we ever love at all?

You're off and gone with someone new

And now you say that this one's true.

But like those initials always there

That's how for you I'll always care

And maybe one day soon you'll find

Our love was not "a frame of mind".

But on that fateful day you'll see

That i am not still waiting around

And our initialed tree has been cut down.