Last Meeting

We meet in the old café.

Breaking the silence with shy hellos.

My eyes welled with tears.

Flooding to the brim but held back.

You must not see me cry not tonight.

This is where we first met

so very long ago.

Now we meet to see

if our separation should stay.

I know you want your freedom back.

I know I have stolen it from you.

But I go along with this meeting.

I have an overwhelming desire

To hold you and kiss you

begging you to stay with me.

I am still so in love with you.

So much in love.

But I know you have been

counting the moments

since getting here to leave.

You tell me that we can’t separate,

that you cannot leave me.

You say I am everything

you need in this life.

Then you leave anyway.

I hear your footsteps

clicking on the pavement

as you hurry away.

They are faster and faster

like my heartbeat.

Until a silence falls over the room.

Like it has over my new life without you.