Round trips

Lots of times in life we return to things that felt good.

Places we were happy in.

Things that made us smile.

Here I am.

But then reality sets in.

It didn't work out for a reason.

Or were you a season?

You definitely weren't a lifetime.

I'm sitting here getting ready for work and reading you email.

Thinking.

What do you want from me?

Why do I need to think about the good or bad times?

What do we have to talk about?

I've moved on.

Years ago.

Make this your last trip.

One way.

In the opposite direction of me.