𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫

when i come home tomorrow
i want to believe
you'll run to me and
hold me like you always did.
yet i know
all you'll do is watch me
from distant windows
and from behind closed doors.