After a lifetime, you walked back in the door.
I thought we shut that? Actually, I thought we bombed that fucking door.
But no. I had peeked through the key hole every couple days for months.
And one day you were looking back. With those same eyes.
Out to get me from the start you came in and sat in the corner...just out of view
Just close enough that I could hear your voice
Just close enough that I could still hear my heartbeat over your voice.
And then it all came back in a tsunami.
Am I a survivor?