I swear I’m aflame and drowned and soaring and buried.

All of it from you.

How do you do that?

What’s it matter if you’re not loved all the other days, too?

That first dance is our eternal one
Decades and distance split us
But did not deter us
And we never stopped dancing
we never could

You can see the scars on my face
Both above and below my skin
You can see them in my eyes
When I look at you
You can see where I have been
Some are old, others fresh
None have closed
But I’m working on it

i look at these pictures
and wonder where you were
i wonder why you weren't in them
and think how much wider my smile would be if you were

then i remember why
and i remember how
then the gravity hits me
and i am a mess

now all i can do is hope
that we will one day have our pictures
now i know i won't rest until
that day, that one day

you are missed
you were missed
we were missed
we will fix it

It doesn’t make any sense
We had our shot
But...I...
you’re here at my door again
And...I...
...love you
I love you

The funny thing?
Door’s never been closed
Not once.



So come home