empty
the purple post-its from
the walls, above the door handle,
the inside of the lampshade
once proclaiming sweet “I love you’s”
now sit crumpled
at the bottom of the trash can
this bed has lost all color
suddenly an empty white
the cheetah print pillow
and lime green blanket
stripped from it
leaving nothing but pale and hollow sheets
the barren desk,
the empty bookcase
half of the closet holds no clothes
the sight of this skeleton room
torn down to the bone
makes me cringe
it makes me miss you
but not enough to bring me back home
bree
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