he looked at me
when he said goodbye
with no regrets
in his words and eyes
all i could do was stare
at the man to whom I was bare
to please stay
even for a day
and take me in his arms
enveloping my palms
and embrace me fully
like some pretty poetry
for i don't wish for these stars or this sky
all i want is his shoulder to cry
all i need is his shoulder to cry