it was great while it lasted
until he went away
once more
and then it felt empty
all the things that i wanted
to happen
was gone in an instant
so many chances to say
stay awhile
just to listen
to this battered heart
and yet
another soundless word
did not appear
but all the noise that consumed
that moment
replaced what i had to say
to hold the hand of the beholder
was not enough
no whisper to the ear
time had rushed him
to jump on the next plane out
and there again
i went frail
teared up a bit
he did not look back
perhaps glad to
walk further
and it just stops there
the messages were not enough
it did not last long
being missed
did not hit the spot directly
it was just a saying at some point
which i brought it on myself
cause maybe ole school
can get really old
then everything gets colourblind
so to deal with it is just that

secretly
hope was meant to fade
and the memories
were just once upon a story
caught up in two very different worlds
he may turned out to be
a beautiful stranger
someone i once knew
an acquaintance
a friend