Resting Case Poem by EC David

It wasn't a matter of life or death but it was a question of them. He might have not shown a sword but he cut deep.
It wasn't a place or time because he stood still with every move he made.
It wasn't the truth he was searching for but he found dishonesty.
She wasn't going to give up on love but She never felt it in the first place.
She knelt beside him, held his hand, spoke to him and he listened. He let her in. He made a choice. Only then would it all fall apart.
He saw the truth of what this was because faith, trust, love and emptiness became as one again.
He wasn't going to hold on to fear from a past he could not forget.
He wasn't going to just give up but his resting case was met.