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_.