october 30th,
finally after over a year
you were coming home.
no phone call
this sunday,
just an email
from last thursday.
"not coming home this week
i'll explain later
i'll be here for my 18th".
two years in a row
that's so unfair
I wanted to fly
to see you
for your birthday
but you will still be there.
locked away,
im so sorry
i miss you
i love you