Waterforest

Each time I walk away
Not bothering to look back
Drumming my fingers on the side of my bag
Trying not to feel the pain
Trying not to look sad
I know she stands rooted
In the spot I left her
Dreaming about how I fare
Dream walking along my lazy strides
Knowing I rush away without my will
Driven by the conscience that distances me from her
Something inherent in my thoughtless panic
We both don’t forget the parting
And we stay that way long
Till we meet again

Each time I walk away
I think a lot about her
Standing, looking at the space I left blank
Lingering in the hope I will-
I can change my mind