(Purest 18)..Yes, I agree, he said

He agreed and closed the door
watching her walk away
the lock, in the wrong
key for life, clicking
like a sharp knife
the blade shining in
the growing understanding

of wrong,wrong

but unable to stop the feel
of sharp steel on heartskin.

He looks out the door but she
is too far away to see the details
of how wrong this choice was; he

is a diver and she the ocean he
would glady dive towards
realising that he has missed
and the rocks in that
moment of hope are whispering
a tidal surge of

wrong, so wrong.

I blame Warren Ellis

long story this