You’ve been gone so long…
Too long.
I’ve missed you so!
Now come embrace me.

You’ve picked up a new scent?
Is it of violets and roses? or is that nightshade?
If it be of roses, surely they are yellow.
Maybe the smell is from all those wonderful places you visited.
Were they as fond of you as I am?
After all, we are the places we want to be.

What’s this?
A gift for me?
You don’t see it?
But it’s so sharp and shiny.
Still no?
That’s probably because it’s in my back.
I got you one too...
But as they say,
True friends stab you in the front