The Return to Me
Miranda is a lover and writer of science fiction, short stories, and poetry.
The Return to Me
The Return
I held him tight
With all my might tonight
He reached out
But said no goodbyes
I dreamt he would return
But where he was going guaranteed nothing
Others have gone and stayed
Others have returned but strayed
I wept because I was not sure
His return would make him change
It will not be a return to me, to us
I wept, I sobbed, I wept, and sobbed
As I said goodbye
to us
© 2020 Miranda Blanks
