What an evening it was—so quietly unreal,
I was walking away, and he was leaving too.
To a shore far from me, yet closer to someone else,
Distance held a story I never quite knew.
Silent, almost distant, still he moved ahead,
His lips said nothing, but his heart surely spoke.
And I stood there lost, tangled in that moment,
In thoughts that lingered like words unspoken.
Why must he go, I wondered in that fading light,
When tomorrow would bring him back into sight?
In that misty dusk, questions softly remained,
Every goodbye carrying a promise unnamed.
~ Dawn
No comments:
Post a Comment