SeaGulls Remind me of You

I don’t of then think of you,
Not any more.
Since the day our paths divereged forever,
on that gray step outside your door,

I hardly ever wonder,
About how things might have been,
Whether or not I really do miss your voice,
If love will be the same with another.

I walk along the rainy shore,
And seagulls call your name.
I find my wandering feet
have walked me back to your door.

I stand outside your house,
rain filling my clothes,
I close my eyes and whisper your name.
As quietly as a mouse.

My ritual done I turn around,
and set my feet for home,
I promise myself I wont come back again,
at least, not until the seagulls sound.

~Black Xanthus

(stupid not being able to find a decent rhyme for house)