I came home exhausted and road weary and
tried my key in the door but it wouldn’t turn.
The locks had changed.
I noticed then
that the trim around the windows was green instead of yellow.
Through the glass
I saw the rooms scattered with unfamiliar furniture.
I wondered if I was dreaming but I wasn’t.
I had, in fact, just awoken from a sleep of many years.
I knew then that I would never come home again.
So it was with her.
Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 2:49 AM UTC
I came home exhausted and road weary and
tried my key in the door but it wouldn’t turn.
The locks had changed.
I noticed then
that the trim around the windows was green instead of yellow.
Through the glass
I saw the rooms scattered with unfamiliar furniture.
I wondered if I was dreaming but I wasn’t.
I had, in fact, just awoken from a sleep of many years.
I knew then that I would never come home again.
So it was with her.