Leaving

We both know its time,
but we hold each other closer and closer
as you hold me near,
I feel a tear roll off my cheek,

Then you tell me not to cry
and gently kiss my soft lips
another tear rolls down
My mother calls me,
as I walk away,
I burst into tears
as do you.
I still wonder if I hadnt left would we still be together?
I wish you were here holding me
like that day under the trees,
but I guess since I left
we can only be friends!

JMH
11*4*06