Something Precious Had to Fade

Dear one, what did you say?

A dining hall, a distant day,

It seems it was time;

For goodbye,

Speaking of my eyes,

‘They shine so bright’,;

Words said (or words of this kind),

If this was true and indeed they did,

Because of feelings that I hid,

I must have longed;

For you to stay,

But I didn’t beg you, ‘please don’t leave!’,

I must have seemed so cavalier,

And something precious had to fade.