Bruises | celainn's Blog

I literally ran out to meet you.

(Fell onto the dog on my way out - yes that's ONTO the dog

Ooof. Ouch. I still nurse the black and blue knee.)

I led you inside

Fed you

Followed you around like a puppy.

Downstairs, I rested arm on chin and told you how much

"I missed you!"

Yet

No response.

Odd.

You must be getting beyond such things.

Eventually, you won't want to be seen with me at all.

That's OK, I know the drill.

Been there.  Felt that.

Still though...

I already miss the running jump into my arms.

I already miss the cuddling.

I already miss you.

Yet there you are.

Already not missing me.