You leaving knocked me down hard. For months I cried your name into my pillow, but in time I began to heal and find new hope. I was grateful you didn’t try to stay in touch.  Now you’re back and want to see me. Which way do I run? To you or away from you? R.P.

So I placed my heart
under lock and key
To take some time,
and take care of me
But I turn around
and you’re standing here.
Debra Cox