I can still remember that morning
When our breath formed clouds
As you drove away
Slowly as to not disturb
The rock and dirt of our driveway
You left so softly
And I believe you might have stayed
If, in a begging posture,
I had fallen to my knees,
Would your heart have been swayed?
I will never forget the pain
I saw in your face that morning
And the tears that rolled
Down your cheeks
And how you shivered in the cold
And how you left
To find a place
For your future to unfold
