Traces of somebody else
in my home.
Is she still here?
Am I sleeping
in her bed?
Drinking
from her glass?
Was that perfume you gave me
Hers?
It is strange
how somebody so vividly can
Stay.
Go.
Go away.
I claim this house.
I claim my home.
There is no easy way
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Dear Romeo, my deepest love
You are an ocean to me. An ocean filled with all the love in my heart, all
the chambers of my soul, all of my thoughts, all of ...
16 years ago