Key To My Heart Poem by Trisha White

You call me every night,
It's always a delight.
When you talk about life,
It cuts my heart like a knife.
Your not here with me,
but yet I share the key,
that belongs to my heart,
though we are so far apart.
I know its just the start,
but i can feel it in my heart.
Youre so far away,
I wish you were here to stay.
Since I moved away,
I wouldn't expect you to stay.
You deserve one you can see every day,
even though it may,
rip my heart to pieces.
Together we'll be stronger,
make it through a little bit longer.
Your decision is to come,
but please decide wisely before I come home.