You told me .
I folded your note
Left it under my pillow .
I prayed
Every
Night .
Alone .
Sometimes ,
I used to dream
You were next to me
And every thing was alright .
And I knew one day
You would come .
One day
You promised you would be home
You asked me
To leave the light on .
Now I walk the streets alone .
It wasn’t me you chose
I re read your note
I couldn’t .
What did you do
What do I do .
I left the lights on
No ones coming home
As she lies awake alone .
Sometimes she screams
Now she hides
She knows he will never come back inside .
To the place he begged her to just
Keep on the lights .
Now she burns the note
He left under her pillow
She burns inside .
As she watches out the window
She wonders how could it be .
It was always you n me .
Now she bleeds
It’s winter now
We have to make it through the storm
I used to dream
You were next to me
I always knew you would
Come home .
Now I walk the streets alone .
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