A Forecast

I've seen it.
We are older.

You are successful in life, your job, your education.
You can settle down to live.
But with who? You don't make connections
You see families yet do not have one to call your own.

You think of me, long ago.
I promised to be by your side as long as you needed me.
Long ago you said you didn't need me, I could leave.
I needed you that time around, but to no avail

Pushed out slowly, softly. Until I was no more.
I was unnecessary then.
Now you desire companionship in your new age.
You think of me.

I'm a ring away,
"Hello?" I say.
"Would you fancy a visit today?"
"Y-yes, that'd be lovely." I hesitate.

To a local cafe we'd go.
Talk about this and that and others.
We'd reminisce about the past and how we once were lovers.
At the end of our goodbyes,
we'd talk about our lives,
How we were once so sure,
Then our feelings fissured.

"I'm ready to love you now." you'd say, unaware I loved you always.
You left me behind when I needed your hand.
You told me to move on.
I tried. I still looked for you when you were gone.

How is this fair to me?
To break my heart and steal it?
Hide it away for all of these years, come back, and try to heal it?
I waited my young life for you
I was shooed away
Now it'll be my broken heart that's hiding from you today.

I will be gone because you cast me away.