under the apple tree out back

As I sit under the apple tree out back and look at the beautiful view below I think of you. As the wind blows a gentle breeze that you can feel from your bare feet all the way to the top of your hair relaxing you.
All the colors of the leafs remind me of your intoxicen beauty .
And the birds sing our song GRAND CROSS, I think of you.
The feel of grass on my bare feet reminds me of your gentle touch and how we use to sit and hold one each other at night until the sun came up.
As the blue and sunny sky changes to a reddish orange as the sun sets I think of you and all we could have been. So why did you have to go and break me heart? NOW I have this great view and no one to share it with?