Simple Remedy

I heard last night you looked out your window;
In the direction of my house.
When I didn’t make my grand appearance,
Disheartened, you closed your blinds.

You spent your years waiting for me to come
And when I didn’t, laid your head down in grief.
You’ve incessantly cried for me;
Enough to flood civilizations.

Years later, I’m still at your mercy;
Plagued by the nostalgia of your face.
I’ve made up my mind;
I’m returning to you.

I’ve come to be the remedy;
To cure your heart’s troubles.
No longer will I be the root of your sadness,
I’ve come to be yours forever.