• His hands worked his way into mine
    As he told me he loved me
    But I had never known
    He said he had known it always
    That he loved me and wanted me
    But never knew how to tell me
    So he tells me on the day before he goes to live
    In another continent
    Another world
    Another citizen walking through crowded streets
    With his face fine
    But his mind rushing
    And his heart throbbing
    As he thought of the love he left behind
    His best friend
    His classmate
    His love
    That he never told his feelings to.
    But in this moment
    With his rough big hands in my smooth small ones
    His bronze eyes filled with a sadness I can't explain
    As he confessed the crime
    As he told me his love
    As he closed his eyes and walked away.