You show up at work
You're the extra sweet guy with
the kind eyes & dark hair
Sometimes you're the one good comment on my blog
the guy that sent me a book
& asked "How is your heart?"
You're the one who shows up
in my favorite dreams
the one who wraps his arms around me
& misses me when we've apart
You are the hope
I still have
of a future waiting
& someone to come home to
Who is coming home to me