Her Poem

It’s okay to let me go
For a moment to journey alone
To bear the torment once again
but I promise I’ll come home.

I’ve no fear of going back
Just to reminisce
A fleeting glance, a word perchance
Or just an awkward kiss.

With all I’d note, I’d understand
that home is cradled in giving hands.
That all we’d ever hope to see
Is cloaked with self discovery.

That every mistake I’d ever made
was a star placed in the sky
patterns for the journey back
flickering in your eyes.

And though it seems I’ll walk away
It’s only then I’d see
All the tears I’d saved back then,
Had I seen you walking toward me.

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