Satisfaction Of Doing Things Right

I came home
To nothing
With Mirrors
That reflected
Hatred
And letters
Which pointed fingers
I replaced that mirror
With comfort
Wrote back
With love
I waited
With patience
Forgiveness
Understanding
But nothing ever came
No phone call
Office visit
Letters from home
Just the agony
Of silence
And the embrace
Of doubt
Followed by the
Realization
That you were
Never really
There