What Goes Around Comes Around
I don’t know if I can keep on keeping on.
This depression has gotten me down.
I can’t just put a happy face on.
Like some happy go lucky clown.
It’s been this way since you waved goodbye.
You left without a word or sound.
Left me all alone to cry and cry.
I have no idea where you were bound.
You took off like a bat out of hell.
Disappeared in a cloud of dust.
Left me coughing as my heart fell.
It stopped and started turning to rust.
I keep searching for a sign of you.
Checked the mail for a letter or note.
Nothing but bills and things to do.
Junk mail really gets my goat.
Every night I leave the light on.
So, if you come by you’ll know I’m home.
But, for two long years I’ve left the light on.
You don’t come by. You do not phone.
A darker life I can’t imagine.
I no longer have an appetite.
I am wondering now how it can end.
I do not have the strength to fight.
Then, I get an E-mail from a high school friend.
I haven’t seen her in years.
She asks how things have been.
I don’t mention all my fears.
We talk back and forth for awhile.
Then we started talking on the phone.
Many weeks of long conversational trials
led to a date. I pick her up at home.
After weeks of dating and having a blast
I get a letter from you to my surprise.
You state your very sorry for the past.
I am still the love light in your eyes.
I pick up a pen and begin to write.
I never thought it would happen.
Without hesitation I write.
Another has taken your place. It’s a fact then.
—————————————————-R. W. Johnson—-(2012)