There is only one thing I want to ask
Before away from me you peel
When everything else is past
I just want to know it was real.

Life can be a blast
But you can be betrayed by things you feel
As you search for things to grasp
At the breaking of a deal.

So whisper to me gently
In our final face to face
Maybe it was not meant to be
But tell me we had our place.

As you walk from me I slowly empty
As I feel you leave with all your grace
And I feel darkness tempt me
Into its cold and lonely space.

© Daniel Breslin