By Ali
Date: 27 February 2001

He Missed Me

"Hi, Alison."
I looked at him, with worn-out eyes
Framed by shadows, underneath
I smiled faintly, and then breathed deeply
He simply looked at me, not knowing exactly what to say
"Hello," I said,"I...um, long time no see."
At that he looked at the ground, and shuffled his feet
Looking guilty, almost ashamed...
I opened the door, and motioned for him to come in
"You'll have to excuse this mess," I said, as we walked into the kitchen
He took a seat, at my kitchen table, but I remained standing
I didn't know what to think, or say, or do...
"Do you want a cup of coffee, I was about to have one."
"Yes, that'd be great."
So, I poured two cups of coffee, and added some sugar
I could see him watching me, out of the corner of my eye
But, as soon as I turned around back to him, his gaze dropped to the table
I handed him a cup, and then sat down, across from him
"What do you want from me?" I asked, in a shakey voice
He looked at me, and I looked back at him...he was still beautiful
"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I'm sorry...about everything."
I didn't say anything, not a word, I could not
I just sat there, like an idiot, and stared at him
I almost got up and ran out of my house
I almost laughed in his face
I almost got up and hit him
I almost went over and kissed him
Almost...
"I missed you, I missed you a lot," he told me.
He missed me? He missed me?
He was the one who left, gone away to greener pastures
He left by choice, I was alone by chance
And he missed me?
I could not really believe what I was hearing
"Why did you come here? I haven't heard from you, you never bothered to even call.  So, why are you here?"
"Oh, because I had nothing better to do, than come here, and harrass you." He replied playfully, sarcastically.
"Did you come back to break me heart again? 'Cause you've already done that once."
"I said that I'm sorry...and I am."
I took a sip from my coffee, which until then had remained untouched
And a strange sort of panic set in, it was the type of panic called calm
I smiled at him, I'm not really sure why, and he smiled at me
Something of yesterday had creeped into the room
I felt at home, at peace, and at the same time, I was scared to death
Here was a man, who had put me through unimaginable suffering
Sitting in front of me was the man I had wished for, prayed for
Here was the man whose name I had cursed
No, I didn't hate him, a smart person would have
And whatever anger I had towards him, began to fade
I forgave him...
I forgave him because I love him
I told him I had questions, that I needed him to answer
He smiled and told me that he had all night
So, we moved over to the couch, in my family room
And we talked for hours, about everything
I told him the things that before I had held back
I told him how I fought with my mother, she didn't want me to see him
In the end, she gave in, but that was five months later, and too late
I asked him every question that I had in my head
And he answered me, as best he could
I found his answers to be alright, I was okay with these new truths
Eventually, I crept close to him, and lay my head on his shoulder
Listening to his heartbeat, beating oh-so-fast
And he held me, his hands travelling up and down my back
Forcing every muscule in my body to relax
I sighed a contented sigh, and smiled a contented smile
I softly whispered to him, breaking the silence
"I missed you, too."
He said nothing, but softly kissed me hair

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