The winds blew through
the old building
and knowing was circumsized from my heart
which fluttered around
confused
as the music played distantly,
yet close to the place
where I could always feel safe.
He moved forward,
knowing
that he could,
and brought me close to him
just when I thought
his depth had left me
and left me
and left me feeling
almost solid.
He disappeared again,
it seemed only moments later,
and the hours flew by in the park
as the winds watched me
dying from a hunger
nothing could supress.
I thought it was gone
until 3 am
when I cried until I could not breathe
despite all my promises
of strength and
of loneliness.