He left without goodbye.
He thought he was so sly.
I found him on the train to leave
and I had to weave my way through the crowds.
I liked him in first grade.
And now I feel betrayed.
He gaped at me; mouth open wide,
when he saw me by his side.
"Why now? Why go? Why don't you tell?"
"I've got to go to the army, you see.
They are all there waiting for me."
He picked up his things and left, he left.
Gone with the wind, he snatched my breath.
