Homecoming
I'm not really sure how to put this. Rather, I can say easily that words escape me and I don't know what to say.
I never thought I'd be happy when this day arrived.
No. I thought I might be curious, a little worried, perhaps.
I never thought I'd be happy when this day arrived, and that's good, because I'm not.
I thought I might be interested, waving a hand.
But, I never thought I'd be contorted over my small bed trying - failing - to drown my tears in what used to be its softness.
I don't have words for that.
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