On travelling alone

I dreamed of becoming
the dashing world traveller,
the adventurer,
explorer.

Not the girl waiting at home.

And I realize
no one will wait for me.

Least of all you.

Would you have loved me
if I was Penelope?

Or have you seen too much already?
Am I foolish in your world weary eyes?

All I wanted was for you to come with me,

But now I'll go alone.