It's only been a few days now

But I feel like the weight of my dreams

has left a mark on my pillow case.

..

The time in your arms never does go away.

Just like the feeling of feet on patio moss.

And beams of scarlet on your window sill.

..

I can feel the distance between us.

The humming in my ears grows louder.

Pins and needles everywhere.

..

Home sweet home.

That's what I always say.

One foot in the door.

And one left in the past.

Never to return again.