Goodnight, my love.
You're leaving.


Sometimes it hits me like a truck at full speed... (gasping)
----I'll never see you again---
And then it's gone as fast as it came:
Like you.


--> So, when you're gone, I'll say,
I glimpsed you,
But I never saw you.
You didn't stay long enough for me to
Get a good look at your face.

(c) 2017 Indigo Kenna