You arrive and ask me If I'm doing fine; You turn to me, again, As if your abrupt absence Wasn't mourned for Or even profoundly felt; You appear and demand That, once again, I be your little friend; Yet, all that inundates me Is the fact that you left And demolished me, Way back when I loved you To the deepest desert Of hellish hell. "Reappear" #Reappear #diwa #yqbaba
