by Sarah Lewis

Created on: June 24, 2010

It was a warm summer evening as I walked you to the train,

and we held hands, so carelessly laced,

and we laughed and smiled,

but knew what was coming.

And the knot tightened in my stomach,

and my heart sunk to the depths of my gut,

and my eyes, once sparkling with joy,

for you were there,

fell listless and dull with the fading of the sun.

As I pecked you on the cheek,

and held you so close, so near,

I whispered one last good-bye,

and watched you travel away,

following the setting sun.

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