Renovation in The Things I Write When My Mind Won't Sleep

  • Aug. 29, 2021, 5:35 p.m.
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The kitchen is rearranged,
none of the pictures are the same
And I don’t know how to live in this old house without you

All the memories remain,
but even I am not the same
I’m looking out the door that you don’t
walk through anymore

So many fights
so many tears you cried.
But through it all I never thought I’d be standing here alone

The faces in the photos I don’t recognize.
All the yelling, at the screaming, all the twisted lies

But was I wrong for leaving

For leaving you behind


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