all things break - Left My Scarf

Morning found it before I did, like a secret no one hid.
Coffee fading by the sink, neither one of us could think.
Outside,
Buses crossed the square; life moved on without us there.
No goodbye, no excuse; some things never ask to choose.
Leave my scarf where it fell; don't explain it, never tell.
If tomorrow calls my name, leave it hanging just the same.
Leave my scarf where it fell; some stories wear themselves.