Not a walk of shame

It was not a walk of shame,

It was the last hug.

The last holding of hands and a final good bye.

Giving up on a life of numbered days.

"Moving on" are just not two words

Its an eternity of "what ifs and what nots"

Of an uncertainty of regret or letting go.

Putting the memories safe in a place,

Just in subconscious but not to efface.

It was not a bitter end to wonderful times

But togetherness to last a lifetime.

It was not a walk of shame.