The End

Your love was the first one to walk away

it left in the middle of a sentence

it left you stuttering in the middle

of i love you

It walked away

and it took the warmth off of my body

it left me shivering

while you had your arms wrapped around me

in bed at night

it left me wondering

how i would survive the day

when the sun was hiding in the clouds

or so bright it burned my skin

Your love was the first one to walk away

and when i looked again

you were gone

too

the end -[renata ferretti]