Thursday 16 July 2009

Come Home

I see you in every face
that I pass, wishing it
truly was you I saw.
Come to find me and
take me away from myself.
I bleed when you are not here,
but hundreds of miles away.
I know I will see you soon,
but soon is not soon enough.
In my world tomorrow
does not exist, and as
long as you are not here,
one day seems as far away
as the one before.
I want you to come home,
come home with me.

Shinemyrtle

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