As she sits and stares, she notices all the things she changed. The door color, the cabinets, the bed she replaced, the couch, up to the color of her walls. She changed her whole home.
She replaced the pillows that once used to lay on her couch. She returned the rug that feet once used to walk on. She replaced the chair that held a million in-depth talks. She replaced a lot. But she couldn't replace one thing, You.
She can change everything. Clothes, the bed, the couch, pillows, and even chairs. But can she change the air? The energy? The memories? Can she forget, you?
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Late Night Thoughts
PoetryDo you ever sit at night and wonder what is going on inside my brain? How can I let these thoughts out when sometimes I don't even know how to explain it? This book is a collection of relatable late-night ideas. Words put on paper to help let some c...
