Every time I open the door to enter
That I'll miss most
The scent of being home
Of looking to see if you are too
It's the moments and days you're there
Resting your head on the bed
Waiting for my day to end
So our night can commence
Walking away, the memories will ache
With a hole in my chest
Where you belonged
I found a home
Within your soul
Only you are the one now gone
And I'm left resting my head alone
Waiting for you - knowing that home
Isn't here anymore
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