One Flight Down

When I leave here,
I'll never see your face again;

Comforting to her,
A mystery to me.

I wonder what you'll
Feel;
Happy
Or sad...

Or if quietly,
Alone...
Your heart will weep-
For what we were and what
We will never be.

And if you will finally mourn
This tragedy.

Or if...
There will still be nothing
In your heart
But apathy.