A song on the radio reminds
me of a certain time
when you had a gin and tonic
with one slice of lime.
We danced holding
each other tight
while I silently prayed
that this was the night
you would finally say the words
I wanted to hear
and then the path to our future
would become clear.
A wedding followed by
kids of our own
living in a dream house
with a lawn freshly sown.
The song ended
and you walked away,
silently you sipped your gin
you had nothing to say.
