A dense fog rolled in and the jetty began to
disappear in the late afternoon air.
Thick humid clouds consumed any rays of
sunlight that remained.
You were there, wanting to be alone after
our disparaging disagreement.
The struggle for remorse grew heavily with
each passing moment.
For me, the sense of loss was overwhelming
as the fog further encroached.
Darkness soon limited all visibility and I
became fraught with worry.
After what seemed an interminable time
I heard the key in the latch, and you returned.
No words were spoken and we found each
other in a firm embrace.
Tears flowed freely realizing we had avoided
the regret of losing one another.