I sat and watched you walk away

long after you had gone

aware of all the distance since

you decided to move on

I followed you till out of sight

the course you had to take

the reasons were so clear to me

your will was less opaque

and so the worthy part of me

was severed, cleaved away

but in a moment rationale

conquered hope that day

if I should give my all to you

support your through to bloom

I must not grasp the tattered reins

of conscience or entomb

the joy, the very essence of

the person you'd become

no weakness of my own resolve

the self could not succumb

so though I knew you'd never know

that love had cost me dear

in letting you just walk away

I left your pathway clear.