if the people we surrounded ourselves with were called home
you would be my favourite room
the place I hide when things go sour
how bittersweet it tastes
when you tell me you still love me after all this time
because even though you’re my favourite room in the house,
my address has changed now
I’ve moved streets, cities, a new life and a new house
with a new favourite room
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 3:04 PM UTC
if the people we surrounded ourselves with were called home
you would be my favourite room
the place I hide when things go sour
how bittersweet it tastes
when you tell me you still love me after all this time
because even though you’re my favourite room in the house,
my address has changed now
I’ve moved streets, cities, a new life and a new house
with a new favourite room