poem for the ending of 2015

poem 17

They hugged goodbye
But continued to talk
Old love catching fire again
It was as if time stood still
Neither one of them wanting to leave
I watched from a distance
The way she looked at him
And then way he looked at her
It showed it all
I watched her leave him behind
And him go the other way
But them I saw her....
Turn around
And look back at him
But he didn't look back
She left a piece of her heart
In that goodbye
And he took it with him