Day One

I don’t know exactly where you are,
or how you’re doing. 
I don’t know if you’re eating, 
or if you’re sleeping. 
But, I’m worried.
I haven’t heard from you,
and it’s been 24 hours.
I don’t know if you just 
don’t want me to know; 
I don’t know if I just
can’t know.
And, I’m worried. 
I miss you,
with every ounce of my soul. 
I want you back home,
in our bed, 
in my arms. 
I want you next to me,
smiling as I tell you
I’ve done all the things you’ve taught me. 
I love you,
with everything that I have. 
I can’t wait until you’re back home,
in our bed,
in my arms. 
Forever.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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