To Juli heart
I watched you drive away, chuckled at your bet with mother, over who would cry first. I waved with earnest as the van sped away. Walking into the house, I turned, closed the door behind me, crossed the room, walked down the hall, and went into the washroom. I don�t know why I locked the door, I was home alone. I wonder who cried first. Was it you? Mom? No, it was probably me, 2 minutes after you drove away, leaning against the unnecessarily locked bathroom door. "Home" alone and lonely.
blue2draconian · Sun Sep 25, 2005 @ 10:43pm · 1 Comments |