there was no one there, but you

i used to take the long

way

home.

the scenic route,

sometimes i'd even

stop

somewhere along the way

for a beer or two,

or grab

a bite to eat,

or sit and watch the sun

go down,

throw bread

to the geese.

i delayed the inevitable.

i didn't want to go home.

there was

no one there,

but you.