Wednesday, September 16, 2020

Unrest




You leave things in strange places
whenever you visit.

A knife with the spoons,
socks in the fridge,
your voice in my heart.

We said our goodbyes,
you left me a mess,

and now is the time
to clean...
unless?

1 comment:

  1. Hi. I realize that it has been ages since I have been on this blog of mine/my username.

    I am not sure if you will ever see this comment, but I figure giving it a shot is better than none. I realized that I never thanked you throughout the times that you commented on my blog posts. Your words, both from comments as well as your written works, helped more than you could imagine. Thank you for everything. :)

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