The water passed us freely
on a Monday afternoon;
the Sun shone on us luminously,
and I was with you.
Walking together for the last time,
talking to one another for the last time;
the beginning of the end sealed with a kiss;
the first kiss;
the last kiss;
the only kiss.
There, down by the River Adelaide, with you;
savoring your presence,
and your hands on my hips;
I was with you.
I gave you my hello;
I wrote out my goodbye,
while you held me;
while my tears flowed to your heart,
and you caressed my scars;
by the River Adelaide.
Oh, yes;
it was you
that drew my smiles,
and raised me to the tallest tower.
It was you
that gave me this pen,
and turned the pages.
It is you that I will remember;
long after you have left,
long after I have wept;
I will remember.
I still remember;
I still see;
I still feel;
more-so now that you are far;
more-so now that you are with her.
I will remember our walks,
our friendly talks by the River Adelaide,
underneath your blue gaze that let me in,
and wrapped me in the warmest of rays;
I will remember.
Will you remember?
You gave me a reason to face each day,
and a purpose to find my way –
do not worry about me;
I am on my way;
away from the River Adelaide.
You walked right –
I chose left.
I am on my way –
for me,
for you,
for us;
I am on my way.