By Rebekah Sherman
For a while, I wished that
I could return to you,
If only for a moment.
This semester is what I wanted,
But I was secretly hoping for much longer.
But when my wish was granted,
For a mere hour or two,
My feelings of longing became
Much harder to bear, which also
Led me to despair, because I knew
That what I was given and what I had longed for,
would not last.
I knew that what I wanted
Deep within my heart,
More time to stay, maybe thrive,
Would come at a cost;
one that I must not allow
at the expense of another.
My desire, for now, is delayed
But my hope is to stay.
I might return to you
and find all is okay.
