old friend

Hello, old friend.

Time has passed but I never forgot about you. 

Bittersweet, celebrating each month without you. 

Even when I no longer needed you, I never got rid of you. 

I guess I always knew you would be back. 

Your return, confound but every bit welcome. 

The dark lines that have now fully healed tear open at the piercing command of your metal slice. 

Releasing the scarlet ichor to flow eagerly. 

Your presence 

making more sense than that of recent events. 

How dearly you were missed,

old friend.