I looked back and caught that tear,
lingering in her eye, latching onto her fear,
Her heart was tangled and not far from being torn,
The moment had arrived, selfishly hers to call her own,
The winds of change were raging a storm,
And she couldn’t get the music to dance with her song.
I held her hand, but didn’t know what to say,
I didn’t want to go, and she wanted me to stay,
She turned my hand, over to my palm,
And her fingers traced the lines across it,
Locking it into her memory, as if this was the end of it.
She then cradled my hand in hers for a little while,
But soon withdrew her hand to dab her eye,
Looked over her shoulder, to make sure no one was watching,
but caught a few glances of all the people passing,
So she took me aside so it would be just us,
To have a moment that would be just ours.
Afraid of abandoning everything she held onto,
Her choices were difficult, and the options too few,
She was losing the rites of passage into this kingdom,
And unwittingly, I was imprisoning her with my freedom.
Carefully rehearsed, all that she had to say,
Choked, the lines couldn’t fight their way,
Her stubborn love wouldn’t say goodbye,
The words never came and I heard her cry,
And soon I wouldn’t be around to make her stop,
When her lips on my cheek felt like the kisses of a raindrop.
She was drunk with love and starving for comfort,
And only she could tell how much it hurt,
I couldn’t find the words to make it better,
Someday I would and maybe write her a letter,
When you move away, the world doesn’t feel so small,
And the time spent apart slows to a crawl,
It’s easy to love and hard to be let down,
But the time had come to leave this town,
The journey had just begun, and the road was long,
And now she couldn’t find the lyrics to go with her song.
Prequel to Cause I will write a song for you
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