Sorry I Won'T Be Home
The passage of time
It felt so slow for you
...Didn't it?
You would stand in front of the window
For hours looking at the night sky
And a tear streaked down your cheek
Your hand on the curtain
Would begin to tremble
...It was so hard
Your soul ached
Your thoughts were jumbled
Counting hours
After counting days
Weeks passed
Every fiber of your being
Was waiting
And as you dosed off
While standing in front of the window
Lights flashed
...You smiled, didn't you?
Your heart was bursting
The moment had finally come
But the door didn't open
Instead there was a heavy knock
And your heart sank
...Somehow, you already knew
When you answered the door
Their expressions broke your heart
Your lover was slain
The passage of time
It felt so slow for you
...Didn't it?
Copyright © Christopher Goss | Year Posted 2019
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