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Monday, November 14, 2011

when are you coming home

I'm sitting by the window
there's a moonlight glow
into my empty house, my empty home
when are you coming home

Every night sleeping alone
my bed too big, my sheets cold
sometimes I don't even want to come home
when are you coming home

The phone rings but it's not you
every knock makes my heart wish it you
waiting to hear your footsteps on the floor
when are you coming home

I can't eat or drink anymore
I don't remember how to smile
sometimes all I do is walk miles and miles
when are you coming home

I don't know where to go
if I don't have you to hold
and I'm scared to feel this alone
when are you coming home...

~Jenn

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