Unpacking my luggage,
My emotions,
& the memory of those I hold dear –
Trying to get back to the rhythm
Of the life
That I allege to be living here.
Unpacking my souvenirs,
My apprehension,
& my lingering bursts of fear,
Trying to feel
Like I’m close to you,
Even while I’m holding you near.
Unpacking my gifts,
My smiles, my doubts,
My misgivings & regrets.
Trying to hold onto the Hope
That the best
Hasn’t happened yet.
Welcoming myself “Home”
With a promise,
& a sigh.
Trying not to dread
Tomorrow,
When we’ll again be saying goodbye.