I missed you

I flipped a coin and hopped in the car.
The steady flow of the interstate spit me out,
About 15 minutes from your house.

But I made it in 10.

A left at the light,
Straight past the tiny, green house,
Nestled at the end of the pavement.

Familiarity surrounded as I jostled through the driveway;
The pothole to the left never escaped my memory.
My engine felt too loud against the soft cries of the owls.

You kept the lights on.

One, two, three playful knocks against the bright red door.
The pitter-patter of your footsteps sent electricity throughout my body;
The creak of the door created a euphoric harmony.

I missed you.