Not Coming Home

If that knock happened 
Or I heard those keys jingle
If the air could rush in 
And you appeared 

I would feel relieved.

We could eat dinner
Talk about the day 
Laugh, cry, argue. 

It would be home. 

I find myself waiting
Hoping you'd come home
But you won't 

Years ago
So many years ago 
You never came home

Yet, I sit and wait 
Hanging on to your ghost 
To the memories 

Making up scenarios in my head 
Picturing you by our side 
Missing you 

Wishing I could have you wipe my tears
Remind me how strong I am
When I feel like throwing it all away.

I need that reassurance. 
I'm so scared 
To fail them

But

I'm now that person
That wipes tears 
And reassures 

That person that they wait for 
To come through the door
And give love too.

Its me. 

Youre gone.

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