some sort of goodbye

i left while you were sleeping
i couldnt bear to see you sad
i kissed your cheek, one last time
and wiped the mist from my eyes

i bid you goodbye so silently
so as not to wake you up
and as the moonbeams lighted my path
i closed the door and never turned back

i walked gently between the drops of rain
the curtains never saw me weep
there was no last look, last touch, last word..
this is how, my dear, i leave.

03.30.2004.12.12.p.m.