We sat cross legged like children for hours
underneath giant trees and vast gray skies.

As if they were our elders telling us stories
we stared so attentively at their swaying branches.

I whispered to you "the storm is coming,
I can smell it in the air."
You took off your jacket and so softly placed it on my back
as if not to break my fragile bones.
you said "Chivalry is not dead!"
and smiled the saddest smile I had ever seen.
You looked so empty but there was slight optimism that I dared not rob you of.
So I just smiled back.

You were looking for something, I know,
maybe a sign but baby, you weren't going to find it there
but I'd wait it out with you.

I laid back and observed the the slightest bit of sunlight
peeking through all the branches

I thought at that moment that you were a lot like those trees;
So beautiful and full of secrets