What I Missed While Inside

I came walking back

One July day

Sun to my back

On the road back to you

It has been so long

Since I’ve seen a friendly face

I worry that it won’t be the same

That old times will be forgotten

I come striding in

As a stranger

On your door step

That time made me unmemorable

A passing fragment

Floating in between

My eyes and yours

Of a time so long ago

Is asking for a hug too much

I’ve forgotten what it means to touch

To hold

To feel someone else beside me

Than my cold pillow

Someone else’s voice to say

Everything will be fine

You need not be alone

Elizabeth Almeida © 2020