She hadn't lost anything So why does she cry? She asked for the end He protested She insisted He gave in She broke down Suddenly he, having lost all, was comforting her She, having thrown out his three months of work, was being hugged He had served her hand and foot; why not one last time? She got what she wanted; did this not prove it? How can he still be snapped around when she has let the lead slip? Seemingly better now, with a few sobs for good show, she leaves All the men bow their heads, ashamed of what one of their bretheren has done All the women stare her down, jealousy and anger mixed over the waste of such a man She stares back, she can see the jealousy A pause... She turns back and walks back to the table A slight whisper in his ear; "I made a mistake; come back." Not a question but an order ... and he does. Now she again leaves; this time he is one step behind her. ----------- If you love something, Let it let you go. If it Returns, it owns you.