Another day passed,
As I gaze at that door.
Staring at the pictures of us.
I wished those video chats,
Never ended for us.
As we talked for hours,
Comparing our hearts.
As I gaze at that door,
I wait for a signal.
A knock, a voice.
Telling me your home.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 12:08 PM UTC
Another day passed,
As I gaze at that door.
Staring at the pictures of us.
I wished those video chats,
Never ended for us.
As we talked for hours,
Comparing our hearts.
As I gaze at that door,
I wait for a signal.
A knock, a voice.
Telling me your home.
I wish he would see these poems that I write. They are truly from the heart..
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