She wanted him to turn around for the very last time taking an emotional snapshot to keep like a secret a memory to hold onto their last moment together like a symphony... She wanted him to turn around for the very last time so she could remember the flicker of gold in his eyes the way the sunlight reflected off of it dancing passionately toward her instead he kept walking away quickly making it clear in an instant that he was gone and, that he had closed the door on her heart, forever and, as she turned and walked away from him pushing the door open to walk down the stairs she felt their lives ripping apart...
wishing hard that she had looked into his eyes more just to keep a secret... one she knew deep within her soul he would never tell... because their symphony had ended long ago.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove August 31st, 2015