After your promises
Your reassurances
I painted the whole house
I bought food you loved
I waited and waited
So anxiously,
upon the foot steps
All through the night
But, you never showed up
I thought to myself
Maybe you got stuck
Maybe you missed your flight
Better luck next time
So I slowly fell asleep
Upon freshly polished floors
They are of no use to me
Without you, My Little
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