Analysis of Rochester

The beauty of the earth
Could always take me away
And I was accustom
To hiding my thoughts
And it confirmed
Something wrong with me
But that intrigued you
Like the autumn intrigued me

I wrote your name
In the corner of my desk
Somehow I thought
That would make you more real
Than these memories I have
But I guess, it wasn’t in the cards
That we would ever meet again
Though I hoped that we might
Yes, I often dreamt we would
But I’m forced to remember
The last night we were together
I was such a fool
And what used to endear you
Became too confusing for you
And you had to move on
Who could blame you?