I sit here and I wonder are you coming back.
I look around the room... the walls, the bed, the cupboard, the shelf.
It is screaming your name.
It is not fair u left me stranded here.
You promised you would be with me always.
You promised you would come back each time you went away.
Why cant you this time!
It gives me no reason to come back home.
It is empty.
It makes me sick to not have you around.
You said I will get used to it...I don't want to..
I just want you.
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