28-10-12

Nearly two months
Since you left
A hole in my chest
Where you used to reside,
Still empty, bloodless,
A shadow on your doorstep,
But the rented room belongs
To another, stripped of you
And all our memories.

When you talk of
Coming home again
Can hear the longing in your breath,
Feel the excitement rising
In my chest with every beat
Of a heart anew, damaged,
But crash-repaired through you,
Makes the hollow months
Worth the wait;
We will reside in love and warmth
Over and over again.