Flashback

It falls and falls
Into a pulse-quickening flashback
How it started with a blue sky
And went on in a red
How it ends with darkness
Everything is black
As the leaf reaches the ground

Exactly me, I think
As I stand and stare
At the leaves falling
Always falling
I mean, come on
I started nicely too
But I did make my life a mess
Which will kill me in the end

Will I have a flashback too?
If I do, I hope the last thing I remember
Is you