Sorry I made you come home
I didn't like to see you gone
your chair was empty
I sat in it to fill the space
I hope that's okay
you weren't there to tell your stories
so I told my own
they weren't as good
I missed your smell
your routines
the way you cut my sandwiches
I'm glad you're back
even if it isn't the way I wished
(This is one of my favorites :3)
YOU ARE READING
poetry
PoesiaI'm a new writer and I put a bunch of my poems into one story. they do not connect to each other.
