The sun sets
orange & pink
across our eyes,
blue & brown.

We talk like always,
although we know
it will be the last time.

I think of the moment
I felt safest with you
& loved by you.

We smile in silence.

I give you a song
while we leave
each other,
never truly left.

Overwhelmed, I unexpectedly cry.

"Who needs a tissue?"
I playfully ask, tossing aside my pain,
when I have your hand
wiping away the tears with gentle care?

Never enough...

Unable to walk away,
"I believe in us"
you say.

You watch as I walk away,
I look back over my shoulder
& the music fades...

I never want to leave you again...