The turn

2Cellos - Where the streets have no name

The sun shone bright
Covering the earth
In a warmth
That never felt so cold
Life erupting as a world prepared to enter spring
Fell deaf on his ears

And on hers

Soon would mark the time for departure

The dance to keep alive
What could have been
Rose fierce

She desperately wanted him to stay
He
Knew he had to leave
Though

He desperately wanted to stay

Ruby red lip
Started to quiver
She had already pledged her loyalty
A promise
She didn't have to speak
So desperately fearing
The inevitable
He knew

In rumbling through
As she reached for a scrap of paper
A quick tear
Her eyes could not leave his

Begging for a way
An e-mail
A phone number
Anything
To contact

His heart broke

He couldn't not give

She asked "Why?"

He said, "Because I so desperately want."
"I so desperately want to give it to you."
"But I can't."

He hoped she would understand

Yet her eyes
So filled with a warmth
So filled with a promise
So filled...

A shelter where he
Could rest
Be young again
Be bold again
Be...
Again

Clouds began to billow
With the mist of tears
Welling

He hoped she knew
Or would discover
Why
In her continued travels

His heart broke
As the turn began
Leading to shattering steps
Piercing with every fall