Come Home
There are words within.
The seasons come and go,
i take liberties because you are there,
not having you by my side
was something I never imagined.
now that every day is void
of your face, voice and laughter,
i realise I have gotten used to having you to myself.
come back to us,
let us create time
when it is just us again,
happy and joyful in our spaces.
although we had never met physically
and 3000 miles separated us,
still not being able to look into your face
is a pain, oh, I can’t explain.
even when the internet acts up
and the PC crashes,
do know that my heart has always
and will always long for you.
so come home to me.