your keys

I left my heart on the window sill,

and watched you walk away,

these curtains have now closed,

but it seems I left the porch light on,

unknowingly, I beckoned you to stay,

and perhaps hope would lead you back here someday,

time in time; I forgot to feel,

but still the keys were in your pocket,

and the porch light to guide you as a way back to love,

back to the core of something I forgot,

some nights ago I felt your presence in my bed,

I hugged you and whispered,

some things I left unsaid ,

things I should have said the night before you left,

but I woke up and reality has it's harsh insights,

more than just a day dream,

a wish that you would change for me,

the strangest occurrence is that I believed,

after so long a decision,

I had lost sight of the truth,

but now you've gone again,

and it will be a reminder to me,

that I should always lock my doors,

before you leave ,

this I must say,

I hope you left the keys at the door.