Posted in Prose, Relationships

Come Back!

Come Back, she cried

reaching out, but not



A sob choked her, as the last

words became muffled,

I lo………..

but she couldn’t say more,


I turned, and saw as she


I wanted to reciprocate

the touch, the tear, the words

I lo…..


I love



But she was just a

dream, an idea, something to fall

in love with,


I couldn’t touch,

her sorrow,

with mine…



Just an American lost in Denmark. The past few weeks being back in the good old USA. It is like Aliens have taken over my mind, changing it from what I knew to what I know. It might be the heat, or it might be the influence of hearing English 24 hours a day, but whatever the cause, it is only temporary while dealing with this time and space.

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