The lines of tomorrow

So many nights awake I lay
wondering where you'd be
Life astray and wandering the streets
looking for home and place to rest feet.
The shadows danced on the walls
and the tall shelves cast their gaze
waiting for you to pick up where you left
and read from a page again.
From beneath the sheets I peer
at the thin line beneath the door
but no more will it swing to open wide
and your footsteps won't arrive.
Age has taught the lessons
and hairs have turned sullen grey
eyes too heavy to look at the loss of life
given to another who never knew.
Love is a one-sided affair
no counterpoint required to feel
a thousands lights devoured by darkness
to fall prey to promises unmet.
Weary and staring sideways
at what could have been found
if only there'd been another world and girl
who opened that door long ago.