Waiting For Your Return

I walk into our house
And everything feels so wrong
This place is now so empty
It's like I don't belong

Your coat is on the hanger
Your photos on the shelf
Everywhere I look I see you
Though here all by myself

Walking past the dining room
The candle is half burned
This is how it will always stay
Waiting for your return

Your book is on the table
A marker placed within
I was looking forwards to reading it
But now will not begin

Your clothes still in our wardrobe
Just hanging from the rack
Forever wearing your favourite
Now all dressed up in black

The last time that I kissed you
Like always you closed your eyes
But no matter how much I pleaded
This time they wouldn't prise

To see your joyful face again
I still anticipate
For you to burst through and walk in
But know that I will wait

Now it's all that I can do
And each second miss you more
I know that you won't come home but...
I'm still watching the front door