he waits, she stands,

he gets on the bike, the thinning light gleams on the bike's t handle bar

she waits with a hand on her hips, she slowly climbs onto the back of the bike,

there is an impending pain in my heart, i wanna freeze the moment, i refuse to believe that bike is goin to start up and leave..

it roars to a start, they wave, i am scared and screaming behind mutely within me, not to leave,

now i see their red tail-light and her disappearin silouhette n the dark,

my heart has the lonely ghosts of the beautiful sun-lit days i spent with her within me, refusin to move, everyday a great detail..

thorns in loneliness...