The Thing Is

Here's the thing

I forgot to tell you about

the other day.

Some days are 

longer than others;

others aren't days at all.

Hope runs,

eternal, and then 

keeps running away.

And just when she's 

nearly out of sight,

she turns,

catches my reach 

and offers,

"I'll be right back."

The other day

I forgot to tell you about

here;

The thing is.