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