I See You Again

Opening the door to a place I once grew with,

The gray tinted wallpapers falling off the wooden panels I lean up against,

Smelling the last scent of you that still lingers in the hallways.

Resting my fingertips around your coffee cup stains on your side table,

I fluff your pillows as if you will return again,

To feel the warmth of your soft hands against my cheek.

Seeing you smile at just the sight of me.

Your suitcases are empty yet you are not here,

You left the dishes sitting in the sink, for when you got home.

So many captured memories are stored in your frames for nobody to see.

You always loved your flannels.

You would wear them so tightly tucked with your only pair of plain suspenders.

The circle glasses that would compliment your hazel eyes,

The moments you could see through the lenses of someone so wise.

I use to admire the way you would put my sweet son on your shoulders,

Showing him the world from above.

Where now you are waiting for yours.

In a happier and brighter place.

I will carry your photo in my wallet and take you wherever I go,

I have loved you, as you have loved me

Until.

I see you again