You snuck up on me
I just barely heard you over the sound of my beating heart and shaking breaths.
I wanted to cry but neither of us would know what to do so I just quietly whispered,
“You shouldn’t be here,”
But you didn’t go.
You sat down on the ground next to me and held out your hand,
I didn’t know what to do,
This had never happened to me before
And the expression on my face must have been something unusual for you put your hand down and never held it out to me again.
Shortly afterwards you stood up
I wanted to follow you,
Say
“Please, hold out your hand again this time I’ll do it right,
This time I’ll hold it like I would a bouquet of flowers,
Treasuring every second it stays in my hand,
For I know this time is limited
And one day one of us will eventually let go.”
I didn’t say that,
Instead I watched you walk away
Vanishing from my life like a cloud of mist
So slowly I wouldn’t even know it was gone until it was too late
And no matter how beautiful the mist is there is absolutely nothing I could do to make it stay
Save for the dampened parts of my clothes the mist touched
Stained by the want of what would always and forever
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