A Hell of A Homecoming

Gone for four days
And there wasn't a minute
That I didn't think of you
Or miss you.
You were
And always are
On my mind.
So, when you picked me up
At the airport
Your apathy
Was a slap to my face.
Your reluctance
To kiss or hold me
Cut to the bone
And knocked me to my knees.
Certainly, a hell of a homecoming
That I didn't expect
Leaving me to wonder
Where has the love gone?
So, on my first night home
We lay on opposite sides
Of our bed
And I cried myself to sleep.