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Alas I am a vagabond.
Never clling a place home
unless your heart is with me.
For that is all I ask of you.
I ask you leave me
the parts of you I did squander
and, yes, even take for granted.
But I pray you forgive me
as i have not the will to do it again.
For I can call no place home
unless you are there with me
in the tiniest of ways.
But I ask you not leave me
alone in this all too wide a world.
Forever do I long for the days to return
when we were intertwined
when trust was the basis
of all the things we did.
When our hearts were one
and it did not pain us so
to speak freely, to talk openly
to be who we were
with no sense of inhabition.
Forever will I long for you.
An eternity I will believe this true.
I ask no more,
Hoping you will give no less.
As I wait for the day
we will be reunited.
When we become one, as we belong.
Until that day I wander,
Never resting with another.
Never willing to settle down.I pray you soon return to me.
But I will hold on until you do.
For your heart is my home,
and home is where I long so deeply to be.
I can search
but it will all be worthless;
unless I have you with me.
So I pray you hear my urging.
I pray you harken to my call.
For all I need is your heart.
The small and broken pieces of you
to mend them once again,
to fix them as I should,
to make right the wrongs I have comitted.
I have no home without you,
And long for no one else.
Please let me have your heart.
I will not be so silent and unforgiving.
I will not be so careless.
Eager though I mey be
to have you once again,
I understand our need for time.
I only long to be with you;
I long to behome once again.