With his finger
Pointing high
He drew the letters
In the sky:
A – L – O – N – E
he whispered
As he traced
each letter
he held out his arms
and looked down at his feet
and dreamt of a world
where he longed to retreat
the wind was cold
and his fingers numb
he stood there and waited
for the darkness to come
but this time it didn’t
as he looked back up to see
someone had added
an N – O – T
that’s when he saw her
standing over there
not far away
with her finger in the air
a tear fell down
his ice cold cheek
as the girl walked closer
and began to speak
“look up” she said
“and read that through”
And they stood there together
Staring up at the blue
N – O – T A – L – O – N – E