There was longing - 
There was sorrow - 
There was passion -
In that kiss.
And there was hope and lust and love.
But too bad that it did not happen
outside my very own mind
or else you would have noticed
the longing in our kiss.

Instead in those four years,
When we met almost daily
The most we did was speak -
The subject strictly formal.

After those four short years,
Our time together lapsed
And that is when we hugged goodbye -
Touched for the last and first time -
I do not know if it was formal - 
But I knew what it meant - 
It meant goodbye forever.
Then you walked out,
And I walked on.
And we have not talked since.