You had been so lonely
Full of warmth
Waiting for me
As I walked past the cell block
Shuffling my feet out the door
Piping hot food
A welcome reprieve
You looked at me
As one of those magazines
Your father writes for
You kept me
As your mother's dying wrist
Was left dangling
In your outstretched hand
You smiled
As if everything would come together
All at once
I would leave you
Like a stray fed too long
You told people
It was because I was never loved
Properly
I was heavy sand
When you were the easing tide