Come Back Home..

Sitting this cold morning
looking out my fogged window
curled up in my bed
how quietly the world goes on..

my pillow is creased
hours spent within my arms
as i look out the window
waiting for you to come back home..

window's like a wide screen
memories play like a slide show
hours of playback refresh my mind
every smile before i watched you go..

flashes illuminate this dark room
quiet, still, i lay without motion.
i'm staring at the wide screen
waiting for you to come back home..

another day passes by
the movie hasn't finished playing
the drama comes along to view
each ends with me gone insane..

lying in a pool, mini-ocean
single pool, salt and water prone
i'm floating carelessly
waiting for you to come back home..

three days straight curled in my bed
my pillow become my only friend
the only shoulder to ease my pain
i close my eyes, tears near the end.

i stare out the window
this lonely week gone
i'm dying quietly
waiting for you to come back home..