"I just want you to come home..."
"... what does that mean?"
I don't discuss before often,
before you
before this
before that
before me
I've always loved after more.
But it was before that taught me,
pain is scarring
scars belie healing
healing requires effort
effort conveys love
What I wanted to know about the world.
I learned to hold you close, and
sometimes
at times
time
is just
relevant
irrelevant
moments
I grew afraid to let go. I'm sorry.
So when I tell you what I want,
a home
our home
to be home
for you to come home
Listen, hold me close, and don't let go.
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