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Are you coming back? No.
Coming back home,
To where you live and where you are most wanted? No
Are you going to tuck me in at night? No
Are you going to chase the monsters away? No
Are you coming back home? No
I feel like there is no hope...
I need you to be here, with me.
I miss you mother,
I really do.
I feel ignored, hated, hopeless, lifeless.
I need you to be here.
I want you to be here.
I can't wait for you to come back.

What is that you say?
You are not coming back? No.
Why?
Why aren't you returning?
Did I do something? No.
Did I say something? No.
Did I do anything for you to not come back? No.
(An explanation occurs) ...
I really miss you...
And I understand, that you can never come back...
I will miss that laugh,
That smile,
That voice,
Your touch,
Your hugs,
Your kisses,
Because I know that I will never get that type of love anymore.