behold i have stood
at the door of your
love and knocked,
i am home
i have wiped my feet
upon the welcome
mat of your soul as i
have entered,
i am home
sometimes i feel as if
my love is questioned
and my knocks have
gone unanswered
in times of heated
anger...but i know
that you love me
because i still feel
your warmth inside
i love you with all that
i have to give
please, forgive me...
i am truly sorry for
the times that i have
managed to hurt you
i am still home...my
heart is still with you
-kaslis15-
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