He stumbled and he fell, 

he never made a sound

His arms were free, his heart was hard

And fell headlong to the ground.

The mind didn’t see it coming 

and fear was on both his lips

Silence reigned eternal

As hate from love life strips.

The furtive look, the terror

Of she who owned his heart

But the feeling of his treason

Left a cold and shallow smart.

The collar of his coat

Forever hiding his face

Love now dead and flying

In the grave of grace.