He's Gone.
Like I knew he would be.
It wouldn't be so hard,
If I knew better than to get close to him.

And he's coming back,
But it wont be the same,
He's like the flu that you think is gone,
But it wants to stay.

And it would be easier on me
If he left and never came back.
At least now I can revel in the idea that
He's gone.

For a little bit anyway.