I never saw your text.
It must've sent when I was drawn away.
Isabella, would you ever leave me?
If you did, could we lock eyes.

You would only be kind - like you always have.
Like you always will be, right?
To leave only when love is chipped away.
For nothing is eternal but the confidence of the temporary.

Now I stand stupid in this place.
Cooking under the sun with an empty tray in my hand...
this is not your shadow next to me.
The concrete burns without you by my side.