With our fingers entwined,
Trapped in a gentle embrace,
It was impossible to tell
That we were not the same race
But it was him they came for, not me
They took him,
Shoved him in a home with several of his kind
Blocking him from the outside world,
They took him from me
And with him, my mind
The train came for him
But I could not grasp reality
How could they take my heart
And expect my breath to stay?
I pleaded for a delay
But not loudly
Not loudly enough
I waited and yearned
Only rarely aloud
Those closest to me
Begged me to forget
But the danger meant nothing to me
Forgetting would mean he was gone
Five years passed,
My heart never strayed,
But those who returned
Seemed to be skeletons that had yet to decay
I asked for him, cried for him
But not loudly,
Not loudly enough
He had no funeral
Only an unmarked grave
And a lone mourner
Crying at a threshold I dared not cross
I pleaded for him to return to me
But not loudly
Not loudly enough
He was gone