come home.
i'm not sure where home is or what you consider it to be,
so i'm asking you to come home to me.
i'll wait for you after work like i waited for you to come back after all these years.
like i'm still waiting.
i'll wait to hear the key jingle in the door,
your foot steps as soon as you walk in followed by some obnoxious sound you just have to make.
that scent we both love, it'll always remind me of you and you know it's true.
it's why you got excited when i handed it to you.
it reminded you of us.
during a happier time where we couldn't let go of each other.
a time where you'd leave the door unlocked and i would walk in,
make some obnoxious sound,
and go straight to you.
to your room
to your bed
to your arms.
where you felt like home.
please, i want to go home.
can you let me in?
