looks like it's coming around,
alone.
my time is up with you,
is there nothing we can do?
seems not, as before
others have come and gone
goodbye.
thanks for all the time
you eased my lonliness
I still want you to stay
but, by the oddity of it
I am pushing you away-
I feel helpless
wondering, again
for yet another reason..
what is this life about?
goodbye, you.
May 1, 2010. © Gerard Haughey, All rights reserved
