It was  dark when she got home
from her work.
He was waiting under the
old converted gas street lamp.
Its gentle light framing a  
halo about his beautiful face.

Hi he whispered like
nothing had ever happened.
Hi, she said softly back to him.
Tossing her hair back and  
showing him her prettiest smile.

I missed you, he whispered.
I wasn’t enough for you before
you left me, remember
She said,
wanting to hurt him
even if only a tiny fraction  
Of the way that he had hurt her.

He gave her that smile
The one that had made
her undress for him
a thousand times.
Can I come up he asked?

His crystal gray eyes
sparkled in the soft light.
She led the way
up to her small walk up flat.
He followed her.
And once more he took her
to her bed.

In the night
when the peaceful reunion
dream had ended.
She awoke  

And heard the door
click quietly closed.
She knew he was gone
and that he would be back
again someday.
He would tear open
her wounded heart.
And she knew
that she would let him in.