And he thinks of her:
Of their lost love and dreams.
The photocopied decree,
Heavy with its seal
Of official disapproval,
Flutters leaf-like to the floor.
He buries his face in his hands
And cries tears of pain and heartache
In another passageway in another house
On the other side of town
A sigh of resignation and regret
Escapes her, and she thinks of him.
Remembering. Wanting. Needing.
Still loving him
But not liking him very much