companion, dear one

A mysterious friend,
an entrance and exit unprovoked.
I miss thee.
Already I wonder.
exhilaration gone.
Confinement in a small town.
leaving things is the hardest thing to do.
The connection powerful.
Unlike anything felt before.
Strange how things like these can randomly come into light.
A trip and a river.
A connection found and lost.
Not lost, per say, misplaced.
Things are so confusing.
Nothing is ever simple.
Not like childhood.
I miss you.
My soul longs for your return.
It aches and knows that one day,
some day soon,
we will meet again.

Comments

Ender said…
"don't hold your breath," they often say
this time, hold your breath
you're a swimmer
you should be good at that
brb linds
sooner than you think
Atalist said…
You give me hope,
your words encourage the optimist in me.
I wonder and re-read what you wrote.
It makes me think.
Are you truly gone?

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