Wrapp’d in sweet warmth I send you off to find yourself

Kiss’d on the forehead I know you won’t cry

I would be sad if you hadn’t cursed our ground

I would be sad if I still craved your life

Check through your pockets to feel tickets smooth as ice

Go through your bag for your clean underwear

I sit and smile, awaiting my sweet alone

I sit and smile, a plain, hidden dare

You step aside, a lingering catch clear in your eyes

You turn to leave, still begging to stay

I wouldn’t care to see your evident regret

I wouldn’t care for I want you away