TODAY

Today,
I have re-read every message,
Checked every missed call,
And thought about how I can be in touch with you from afar.

Its hard to do simple things,
Like wash my clothes,
Or make the bed,
Without thinking of you and wondering.

Is this it for us?
Its painful to imagine,
I kneel on the floor pitifully,
And beg for you back.

If I told you I'd move to Pittsburgh,
Would it make you stay?
I'd pack my bags in a second,
Just please don't go.

Today,
I sit idly and wait.
Hands and heart shaky,
My breaths, shallower than before.

Please,
Dad,
We are not ready.
Please, Dad,
Find your way home.