DAYS WITHOUT YOU III

(3)

I keep dreaming of you knocking on my door

barging in

smashing through.

I imagine you coming in

coming back to say

you couldn't stay away

this time you'd stay.

I keep hearing you clacking on my steps

returning to the scene of the grime

that you are no longer here to clean.

I keep hoping you'd come back

to say you love me.

I keep dreaming you'll return

and I will continue to

until I don't

or you do.