This Forgotten Love - Human Drama
i long for someone to pull me close
Our last evening in town.
Sadly, we sat at the coffee shop on
This time, I was the one leaving as my bus was to depart a half hour before yours that would take you out to the warmth of the west. We stood in front of the door of my bus. We held each other and cried. We looked at each other, our faces broken and frozen. My bottom lip quivered and you looked mournfully at me. We said "bye for now" and you promised that you would be back in town to see me again. We kissed. We confessed our love for one another. You stood solemnly in the parking lot of the bus depot as I sat on the bus, tears in my sad brown eyes, and you watched me ride away.
The bus turned at the corner of the street. It was night but the bus was lit by the lights of downtown. I felt hollow and lonely for you already. I wondered what you were doing, if you were sitting quietly or walking to ease your saddened mind. I wiped my tears away and stared out the window. The few others on the bus looked at me curiously as they witnessed our parting. I was shivery and cold, leaning my head against the window. I remembered that I had that square of paper in my coat pocket. I reached for it, unfolding it carefully. In pencil, written over and over and over again – “I love you, I love you, I love you” fifty times. I smiled and frowned at the same time. My heart was full of love, full of pain. I was so grateful that we finally got to spend time together and I missed you terribly already. I read your note over and over again until the bus left the bright city limits and drove into the darkness of the prairies at night.
Once in a while, I will go through my things, my letters from you, and I will find that little piece of folded paper. I unfold it to read your words and I smile fondly. I loved you too, I loved you too.
Happy birthday, wherever you are. Though I no longer love you in that fierce way that I do love, you will always be cherished and I will always be grateful for all those lessons we learned together, my friend. I hope the moon still makes you smile and you find adventure in all that you do.