CAMELOT FANTASIES

The wind rustled her hair as they stood in the cold crisp air
She knew she wanted to say something
She remained mute
He looked in her eyes earnestly
She was his everything
Was it enough
Honestly
Insecure in their approach on how to let go
And go
Crossroads had come to a fork
He planned his
She wanted to trust
It hurt
Hug was warm and oh so tight
After all they had agreed
To this whole week
This was the last night
They were both hooked
Ego said their flights were booked
It was time
To say
Good bye

~Divine