I could hear my own footsteps as i walked into the room,
A large man standing cloaked by his black leather jacket,
Gathering possessions,a suitcase a step from his silhouette,
Who was this man what was he doing in my house i asked myself.

He turned like the wind startlingly me to tears,
Where are you going! i shouted in distress,
My tears poured as if from the deepest ocean,
Can i go with you, can i go with you,
I beseech you il behave i promise.

He stared at me with despairing eyes,
The sound of the zipper sent chills down my spine,
The seconds felt like minutes, like hours as he walked out the door,
Are you coming back i screamed.. my last four words,
No was the answer i sat there and cried.