Reminders to me

The millions of stars up in the sky,
and the strange faces passing by,
The lucky couples holding hands,
and lovers making morrow's plans,
The lonely nights all by myself,
and books of poems on my shelf,
everywhere I look and everything I see are reminders to me. That somewhere out there, is someone thinking and dreaming of me. I took the late flight out of town late one night. It was the longest plane ride and the shortest at the same time, but before I knew it I felt the wheels touch down on the runway, then I slowly stepped off the airplane. Looking around and I asked myself why? She's not here waiting for me too arrive? I'm feeling nervous, sad, and scared, because I thought she was going to be waiting right there. Lost, lonely, and confused, I'm asking myself where do I go and what should I do? I think I'll go outside and have a couple smokes, as soon as I step outside I see a sign that says welcome home.