Along dark roads we pass,
with fear brooding deep.
Hand-in-hand we walk
past silent, stony ground.

Only broken lights ahead
to guide and protect.
From childhood fears unspoken,
we meekly forward step.

We parted in hesitant darkness.
Not between hollowly lit doors.
A trembling kiss goodnight,
on paths that lead back home.

Turning from me in distaste.
Evaded eyes that sting,
with bitterness and remorse.
Lost now to each other,
and ourselves.

Though it was I,
who was too weak.
was fate fair to ask,
to be more than I was;
was more than I could be.

We carry the cost,
for innocent childhood loves.
Lost to lonely tears
and shadows that do not rest.

A vow born of this seed.
A vow with much unsaid
and hidden costs unpaid.
Your name lost to me...