Stranger

I am a stranger to the home I helped to build
I have the bruises on my heart to prove it.
I am not welcomed here and yet I prayed day after day for us to make it through
You tell me to go
But I long to stay with you
And love you
And have you love me
Is it possible to be happy?
Or is that one of those emotions that only one in a billion people feel and never live to share it?
I belong here.
This is my home...
You can lock me out
But I still have the key because I built itI
still have the pain and the sweat and the tears to prove it.
And yet at the end of this day....
I still long to love you
And have you love me