dark and cold.
The ugliness here is suffocating.
Every molecule a reminder of moments we shared.
Laughter has been painted over with heartache.
Hopes replaced by motionless dreams.
Dead and buried are our promises.
We both became breakers of those.
We fooled ourselves into believing
that love would live here forever.
But love left suddenly.
No long goodbye
or forwarding address.
Who knows where broken hearts go
off to heal?
I sigh an abhorred sigh,
as I begin to pick up fragments
of my battered vacancy sign.
