On The Other Side

I'd made a winter of our home, Then blamed the windows for the cold. You kept a light beside the door. I kept the words I should have told. I watched the roads dissolve below, Your last call fading from my screen. We'd left so much beneath the noise, I thought that silence made us clean. Then somewhere high above the rain, The sky forgot to hold our weight. And all the years I'd wished away Became a thousand ways to stay. Your name was all my mouth could make. My hands held nothing but the air. I'd spent so long rehearsing loss. I wasn't ready for it there. Don't let the last thing that you keep Be how I turned away from you. There's so much life in little things I thought I'd have the time to do. Give me the kitchen after midnight. Give me your footsteps in the hall. I thought I needed open sky. Now I want somewhere small. Somewhere your coat hangs by the doorway, Where we can leave the rain outside. If there's a morning waiting for me, I want you on the other side. The glass is trembling on the tray. A stranger lets her shoulders down. My heart is still descending, But we are level now. Give me the kitchen after midnight. Give me your footsteps in the hall. I thought I needed open sky. Now I want somewhere small. Somewhere your coat hangs by the doorway, Where we can leave the rain outside. If there's a morning waiting for me, I want you on the other side. Leave the light. I'm coming home. Still above the ground.