If it seems I’ve moved on in my life I promise you I haven’t
Even as tidal waves of successful aspirations reach my doorstep
My days would be full of wondering ... what if?
So even when you gaze into my door step
Piercing your light into the shadows of my mind
Like the ashes of a midnight cigarette
Guiding the lost souls home
The word “I miss you “ should’ve faintly been said
Three years and it still feels empty in this bed




















