Again..

I was there, once again,
that place where I so often want to be, but its never the same when I finally get there.
                                                                I never know what to expect, sometimes I walk away from that place
wishing I didn't ever have to go back, sometimes I never want to leave..

Sitting on the staircase they all came in, I rushed to them, nearly falling down.      
           they didn't see me. I tried and tried to get their attention, it had been so long,
they had forgotten me. I wrapped my arms around them. It didn't matter.
                                  They didn't know.

                                 My heart hurt, all those days spent missing them.

                                           I was forgotten...

I don't want to go back.
                                                         But I didn't have a choice.
Sooner or later, I was bound on a journey, both pleasant and unpleasant..
                                                                                                        I had to go back.