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