Walking

Lost, he walks the earth alone.
He doesn't quite know how he lost her,
What was done or said or meant,
He couldn't recreate the steps
That led so far away from her,
Did he lose her, or she lost him?
Why are they now so far apart?
Was something unforgivable?
A heart betrayed, a harsh truth made him fail?

Maybe they weren't meant to be,
Maybe she was never his,
Maybe fear trumped courage cold
Or passion died in arms of lies
The million ways a love can die
Have left him all bewildered, lost
And she is silent now.

Clifton Goodwin
Autumn Twenty Twelve