Home alone for the next three weeks,
Without my hyperactive bundle, has my heart in erratic beats,
No 25,000 calls a day from my parents,
Bang in the middle of my busiest and most tense moments,
The thought of being left alone,
For the next three entire weeks, is leaving me forlorn,
Nothing to look forward to at the end of a work day,
They'd be close to 5000 miles away,
What am I supposed to do,
Except feel blue,
All alone, so alone,
In a big empty house, I'll be home alone.
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