1,000 goodbyes later

1,000 goodbyes later.
_________________

It should
(by now)
be Clear...
that it is
Love (Alone)
which keeps
Me Here..

A Happy
Slave to
Every Wish,
which utters
from Your
lips My Dear!

Your Silence
leaves My
Soul in Chains..
A wanderer
Lost, and Without
Purpose..

Cringing across
The Floor Ashamed !

(Life's Unlucky,
Sad Absurdist.)

Yet still,.. 1,000
Goodbyes later,
and Here
(my Love)
I shall remain!

j.stephen.h.