Traveling home
Emptiness filling the void
With cold

Slide silently into sleep
Away from the shattering of dreams
Hoping maybe then
I will find some measure of hope
That eludes me while awake

Cities move past the windows
People half way through life
Walking, driving, heading towards
A place, a job, a child, a wife
And I sink just a little
Pull my beanie down low
These tears are my own making
This fate
Predestined

And I will become alone
Once more
Forever remembering
Her smile and touch
The feel of her in my arms

Knowing how I miss her
And that not for a second
Will she regret
My departing
Or miss me for a moment
As she already has
Some ones arms to keep her
Warm
Before I even
Step out the door

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