Lazy clouds linger over a tree grove while Gloria walks away. As she glances back at you, her romantically gentle expression matches the romantically gentle hues of the sky and landscape, ringing true to the feeling that abandonment has never been so sweet.

"Goodbye, Gloria"

She was lovely
draped in green
hair up perfect
shame unseen.
 
She looked back once
with a smile
bringing worth to
one last trial.

There abandoned
by my friend
I'm not saddened
good things end.

Perfect moment
let it ache
Let her leave me
in her wake.

Twice forsaken
like before
I will love her
all the more.

No denying
she's the one
worth my loving
Come undone.

There's no better
way to cry
than by Gloria's
good-bye.

~Ciel