You’ve come back, but I no longer need you.

Fantastic Phantasm; yearning for me.

I’ve left you behind as the cold and shrewd,

your hold on me, forever engrossing.

You’ve come back, in an unexpected way.

Memories mislead me; a mist of murk.

Intentionality—the way you stay, In an attempt to make everything work. Loss lamently laughs; harken in the humor. A seraphic soul, the journey begins. The angels trumpets blow, the night bloomer You’ve come back, once more for the final time I found resolve; now I can say goodbye.