We met that day,
As I'd asked to meet.
The sun fell down
And bounced off your cheek.

A smile bounced back
At you're cursory greetings.
Easy to hide
The still dancing feelings.

Not fleeting, not leaving.
You can't disappear now,
My heart's not stopped bleeding
For the furrow on you're brow.

We let the time slip.
The cold, fresh bite of a lemonade
I sipped.
I wish you'd stayed.

But the nip of November
Frosts the leaves off the trees.
A crunch under our feet
As we walked to the green.

Clarity struck
As we wound down the path.
I'd have to let go,
Or I wouldn't last.

Like the sky let the sun
Slip behind the far hill.
The last sliver made a bow
And then time stood still.

As it paused,
I thought back
To the book
That we'd filled.
Each chapter a story,
Each failing, each glory.

The sky turned blue
And the stars came out.
My eyes turned away.
How far would I shout?

You said, "Such lonely creatures,
The lights up there.
All they have is
A single planet that stares."

"At least they are watched
And not forgotten.
All that that needs
Are the eyes to start stopping."

I wanted to say,
"(Please make this last)."
But you still slipped away
From my white-knuckle grasp.

On Remembrance Sunday,
I remembered the day
That I first caught myself
Loving you.