The Lost Ones

When they were soldiers,
they would stay up too late
and dance together under the light of ten thousand worlds
with the eyes of no one as witness.
Him and her,
he and she,
with the promises unspoken between them.
She would hum him tunes
of her childhood.
He would sing back the tales of youth.
And despite the destruction they lived through
they knew what they longed for was truth.

When the wars came,
they would wake up too early
to watch as one sun became their whole world
with bombs bursting horizons.
Him and her,
he and she,
with hopes they dared not get caught in.
For the path was littered
in pieces and ash.
They wished only for what had once been,
though they looked at each other and tried to pretend,
After that day, she never saw him again.

__________________________
Line count: 24
Written for: "The Writer's Cramp" 
Entry date: 9/26/2017

** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **