Why Did You Come Back

Now that I know you will never ask me. Or you. Or you.I've come back to die.I've come back to watch everyone else die.I've come back because we all have to die and I want to watch to make sure you're gone.I've no idea.Why not just ask me to stay?Because I had to.Because home is the place where when you have to go there, they have to take you in.Because it's just a visit. . . . .Because I loved. . . . . The devil made me do it.I had run out of running. Why not ask why you never left. . . . .Because four is sometimes equal to two plus two. . . .Because I still don't have the good sense you never thought I had.Why did I ever leave. . . .To cultivate apathy. . . . Just to leave again and pick afresh the wound of our parting. . . . .Because I could.