Evicted/Invited? (Part 2 of 2)

But then I hear a tiny sound

That stirs my mem’ry, brings me ‘round

To former joys. I used to know.

“Dear Anna? hi, I’ve missed you so!”

And I once more do hear that voice

I’ve loved so long, and I rejoice,

I’d never thought to hear them more,

Outside my dreams. So I implore

The Fates or Goddesses to grant,

Despite the failures, what I want:

To make a friendship, make it last

Until my worldly days are past.

Come love me, friend–or leave me be

Intact in singularity–

But if you choose my splintered soul

To love, you’ll be loved back, now for all.