She stands in front of me crying, naked and her soul exposed. "Where have you been?", she cries. Her lovers eyes are red and in them mirrors a future I am not supposed to see. She is so sad. She is so lonely. She is so scared. I can't be her everything, the one she loves like that. "Oh my dear, my heart is hard learning," I should say aloud, but instead to no one at all. Be my one and only love then, but it's all we will ever have.
There is no love but my heart's hard learning and its need to find a way home. Why do roads lead me back, always back to you.
-JF
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