Where Are You

Through the window of my heart I used to see Images of my friends, parents, you and me Some make make me laugh, others make me cry A mixture of bright days and dark skies Vivid memories of my little house Where I played as a kid without any grouse Youth and adulthood, loss and love Both caged birds and soaring doves I see my parents trying to make ends meet And how despite their efforts only misery did greet How in their eyes I saw both hope and despair My beautiful house in various states of disrepair Through the small door of my heart you entered My friend, My love, and you mentored Me in the nuances of life and ways right Seeing you used to be my day's best sight Then there were times when the sky was dark Actions unwarranted due to emotions stark Words exchanged that jeopardized our very relation That seemed to rock my little house's foundation But through every turmoil we stood strong Enduring every storm, sustained a relation long So through the window of my heart I still see you And I want you near me; Where are you?