A parting.

He sighs

She Smiles

He forces a grin

She wipes a tear from his face

“Its not you, its me.”

She claims

“But why?”

He demands

Her head dips down

His fingers lift her chin

“So that’s it?”

“I think so.”

A tear runs down her pale skin

As she snuffles gently,

And falls into his arms

What will it feel like without his grasp?

I guess like it does now.

Emotionless.

Blank.

Why can’t I feel as I did before?

See his face,

Kiss his lips and touch his soul

As I did before.

If only we could rewind back.

Back 4 months passed,

Where our love

Flowed strong,

Our souls

Danced together,

And our lives

Sang in perfect harmony.