Come Home

I stared out of the curtained window; only to have the stiff red cloth block my view. Distantly, I heard a volley of excited yaps, mingled with furious barks. For a moment, my face lights up, and I run out of the room; battling to pass my invisible confines. The moment I cross the dark, painted wooden door, the dream ends only to be replaced by the harsh iciness of reality.

The sounds fade away to nothing, leaving me alone; without even the warm memory of them. You’ve left; regardless of whether it was willing or unwilling. It doesn’t matter if you wanted to or if you didn’t want to; you left, leaving me to face my fears alone. I don’t know if you realized that you were the one who was the only inkling I had to the real world; the only one that kept me sane in my struggle for control.

I’m sorry if I took advantage of you, sorry if I hurt you.

Now, all I can ask you to do is to come back; to return to me.

To keep my sanity, which you took with you when you left. Please, come back.

Come home. It might be the place where you’re ignored, or where you’re left to fend for yourself, and where you think that no one gives a damn about you.

Don’t get me wrong, we do.


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