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I waited every night

By the TV in the living room

I kept the volume so low

So that I could hear you come in

Even if I fell asleep



I sipped on my coffee

I curled up in my sweater

I stood awake late most nights

Sometimes never going to sleep



I left your plate out in the kitchen

The table was set

A single red rose just how you like it

I made your favorite dish



I made it every night just in case

So that if it was the night

You come back

It would be there



Because you left before I had a chance to

To say goodbye



Every single night I make our bed

I open the window so that the room is fresh

Just like you always wanted



Comeback.

I want you back.

They tell me your resting now.

But how can you rest without me.

They say I have to let you go.

I will never say goodbye.



When you comeback I will be in the corner

With the TV and my coffee

And don't worry

Your dinner will be out

It's your favorite dish.