there was nothing left

she followed me down.
down
the steps, those concrete
steps, crumbling
with the rusted iron rail
to hang onto.
she followed me down the stream.
silver
beneath the green
sky of leaves.
we found a place to sit
against the hard rocks
that overlooked the water
below.
we carefully watched our
steps,
watched our words, guarded
our hearts.
it was near the end
of whatever it was we had,
there was nothing left.
she followed me down.
she followed me down,
then we went our separate
ways.
there was nothing left.