Unreturned

I felt a tap on my shoulder, And as I nervously turned around While my soul trembled with expectation I realized there was nothing there.

Only the essence of the words She once had whispered into my ears.

The story we had once began to write had prematurely ended.

And neither of us realized That our inadequate anxiety for never ending Talks about nothingness Had managed to frighten what we once felt.

And I turned around again.

And it was only the wind.

She’s gone.

She’s left town and she didn’t even say goodbye.

I’d hurt her too much And now she had gone to find a better suited place For her illusions and a soul That wasn’t darkened with confusion.

Although the years have passed I always see her face when I close my eyes.

I love you, okay?

I’m sorry I never turned around When it was really you