Departures

We wanted to watch a movie - Departures -
But departed from that
And ended up talking in a cafe
About departures.

About his from me.
Or mine from him.

The iced chocolate lost its' sweetness
And I could taste the tinge of
Bitterness.

I should have known -
Chocolate's bitter too.

But so so rich.
And no fears, founded or unfounded, could make me give it up.
This bittersweet cup of chocolate.
I daren't call it mine.

"It was a terrible day,
but it's not so bad,
because I spent it with you."

A lingering look; a hurried goodbye.
Waiting by the lamp post for one last wave.
Till now, it's still so hard to depart from you.