Figure

The figure of her was there standing at her door,
just as it had been there almost 13 years before.
Only she wasn't really there,
she'd long since moved away
and he'd no idea where she lived now.
So she still lived there in that middle class suburban house.
She lived there in a time capsule created in his mind.
Just a figment of his imagination.
Reality was more unkind.
She deserted him at his lowest,
for reasons of her own.
Reasons he’d only recently discovered
and they’d chilled him to the bone.
Maybe that's why she'd thought he'd be better off alone,
and had never let him inside her bedroom.
He wished this house, was still, her home.