When you finally leave my house
please bring all your things with you;
Don’t leave anything behind -
don’t hide stuff in the crevices
hoping I’ll find it someday and think,
“i kinda miss him, maybe i should call
just to ask how are you.”
Don’t you dare leave any of the pictures
you insisted to hang on my wall
in the hopes that maybe i’ll see it
and think, “maybe i should go see him
to give these back.”
My friends will hold me back.
They have already threatened to
take over my house - they bought food
and took new pictures with me to hang up.
“we’ll be your new roommates for awhile,
so he better not even think of coming
back.”
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