It's cold

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Suddenly,

I miss you so much.

No,

I missed having someone.

Then you come barging in

with a suitcase

like you just returned

from far away,

eyes expectant of a welcome.

Maybe its because

everyone else has gone home.

Doors locked up snug,

fire burning in the heart,

warm lights fill the windows.

I can only watch

dreaming,

yearning,

hoping,

waiting.

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