he holds me tightly,
tells me everything will be okay
and i believe him.
there are spring grasses around us,
daisies blowing in the wind.
the song birds are singing
the music of fate,
but our fates
were never entwined.

he begins to dissolve in my arms,
turning into sand
right before my eyes.
and i have to sit and watch
as the third person
i have ever loved
slips through my fingers
without even letting me
kiss them
goodbye