A few nights ago, I felt intrusive

as a I watched a couple come home


My eyes unable to move from the scene

as they settled in, quietly and exhausted

as they made their bed and laid their heads to rest


I saw the man lean over to his lady

And whisper something in her ear

Maybe it was I love you

Maybe it was tomorrow will look different I swear,

Or he told her that home is not a building but home

is wherever i’m with you


I watched a couple come home last night

Made their bed in the corner tucked away from the wind

Tucked Behind the fence of an in n out parking lot

And a gated restaurant

I felt intrusive as they laid their heads


See the only difference

Between them going home

And going home myself

Was that my home, will have four walls to enter into

While theirs does not