A hug and a kiss were all that stayed with me as you walked out the door.
It was over.
All too fast. All too soon.
There’s a finality when she closes the door.
Not an angry slamming of the door,
but the soft hardly made a sound ending of a relationship.
Like there’s no more to say and no more to hear.
All that we shared, now just indifference,
and finite memories.