I wish you would still ask how I was doing,
I wish you would still wonder how I am,
But I’ve pushed you away and so away you went.
But I hope you know that I still wear your jacket and sit in the middle of the room, closing my eyes like as if you were here.
I hope you know that I read all the letters you’ve given me, over and over again that I’ve memorized them line-by-line.
I hope you know that I still have my nightmares and I die inside when I wake up and you’re not there to tell me that it’s okay.
I hope you know that I know that you’re happy. And that I would never do anything to ruin what you’ve found.
But just in case you change your mind, I hope you know that I will always just be here, waiting for you to come home.