Considering abandonment

From a feeling, hard to pin-point

Taking a stroll downtown

On the left side of the sidewalk

Arriving towards

Places in which I feel comfort

Gazing at the filled menu

Feeling attached to another’s presence

Slight breath

Hitting my shoulders

Noting my ears

Meeting my skin

Turning back

Your appearance meeting mine

A snippet of love

Never dulled one bit

I feel safer with you around

Pleasantly guiding my hand

Onto your recommendations

Gently, until your hand was never there

Oh how I wished I could’ve felt the presence of your hand