A sharp pain constricts my heart. It feels as if my heart is
gasping for air, like my heart is drowning. It feels like a sob. It feels as if
my heart is crying.
But there’s nothing I can do. I can’t see you until you say
it’s time. Even knowing the day is coming; knowing the hour is near does not
lessen the constricting pain in my heart. The sob wells up from deep within. My
heart cries. My soul longs. My very being aches to see you.
The home you’ve prepared
sounds beautiful
I want to go home
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