This Room

We laughed in this room.

Even cried some more.

The sheets soaked from our love.

We argued in this room.

Promises we couldn’t keep were written on its walls.

The floor littered with pieces of our broken hearts.

Our dreams were painted vividly on its ceilings above,

I loved how you held my hand as we lay staring at the stars we were unable to reach.

I loved you in this room,

Until I lost you in it.

Severally I wanted to leave this room,

But the memories of you kept me glued.

The scent of you that lingers in the air and in the sheets keeps me alive.

So I’d wait for you in this room.

I’d leave its door open every night,

I’d unbar it’s windows,

So like a thief, you’d come sneaking back.

I’d wait for you in this room,

Maybe the next time you come, it won’t be just for your clothes and shoes.

I miss you in this room.

I’d wait for you to come back to this room

In this room, I belonged by your side

And it’s here I’d rather die.

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