Come in.
Come on in.
I’m right here.
The door is open.
Come on and sit down.
The seat is free.
This seat is available.
I was saving it.
I was saving it for you.
I knew you’d come.
I hoped you’d know.
That there was room.
Room for you.
Room for you to be.
Be right here.
Be yourself.
Be real.
Just you.
KG says
Hello Lauren,
In reading your poem, the words of an old song came to mind. Perhaps you’re familiar with “Come As You Are” by the group “Nirvana”? It was somewhat popular in the Nineties. Here are some of the lyrics. Maybe you can see why your poem reminded me of it.
Come
As you are
As you were
As I want you to be
As a friend
As a friend
As an old enemy
Take your time
Hurry up
The choice is yours
Don’t be late
Take a rest
As a friend
As an old memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Memoria
Lauren Hunter says
You are so right! I remember this song from high school. Thanks for your comment.