I had to leave;
It was time to go.
I didn’t make it far,
just a few miles down the road,
when the ache set in.
Because I could,
I turned around and went back,
indulging in a little more.
But then, I had to take my leave.
This time I made it all the way,
traveling to where I also ache to be.
But the moment I arrived here,
the ache to return began.
I know I won’t last long,
before I can’t stay anymore.
It will be time to go back there,
so I’ll leave again.
I’m not sure if I’ll hesitate and turn around here,
indulging a little more before I travel to where I also ache to be.
But I know not long after I arrive back there,
the ache will begin again.
~ cj 2013.07.29