His Return

Just as I start to forget.

Your deep soft familiar voice returns.

Bringing back the tears I let flow and held back.

Just as I was starting to accept your absence, you become present.

It doesn't seem so big, but this is just the start.

Because little by little you will ease back into my life after leaving.

Soon your tall slim fit body will appear.

Along with your dark brown curly hair that is so naturally perfect.

And follow with your big glossy brown eyes that are darker than a cave yet brighter than the stars

They are the New York lights at night, bright enough to light up the way in the cold darkness.

This is just the start, the start of what has already happened.

I've been through this, and you would think it would make me more protective but you are like a drug that only gets more addicting after the second use.

I should stay away, but I five deeper into the danger.

It starts with the simple click of a button.

I try to keep up our conversation without being to desperate.

But I am desperate, desperate for answers. Closure.

You are my friend, that's why I care. Is what you tell me, seeing those words confuse me for than they should.

Is it closure? Do I feel assured of what we are?

I would like to say yes and let the over thinking pass, but what makes me second guess is the fact that I'm someway that hurts more than not knowing what you are now.

I repeat a friend in my mind, as well as to you.

Yup is my answer, is it an answer?

That is probably the only think you see me as, but I still feel like I don't know.

I still wish I could read your mind because I need more of an answer, I need something deeper.

Am I looking for you to say you never stopped loving me? Or for you to say that is definitely all you see me as? I don't know.

Am I over thinking more than i should, or is it just that simple.

A friend.

Was your return worth it, do I feel like I can properly heal?

Or is this going to over ride my mind until I get the courage to ask if that is all that your you think of when you think of me.

This is all that I have had on my mind since his return.