She stepped onto the driveway of her old house
She remembered the summer night
They had laid there for hours
And counted 8 shooting stars

She stepped into the foyer of her old house
She remembered the day he took her to prom
And stood in an old tux in that exact spot.

She stepped into the dining room of her old house
She remembered the first time he had dinner with her family
And they had chicken and steamed broccoli

She stepped into the kitchen of her old house
She remembered the day they baked cookies for her sisters birthday
And he threw flour on her smiling face

She stepped into the morning room of her old house
She remembered the time they listened to music all day
And it was rainy, and they cuddled

She stepped into the family room of her old house
She remembered the time he played board games with her
And he let her win every time

She stepped into the laundry room of her old house
She remembered how she would stand there by herself
And wash her favorite blouse, just for him

She stepped onto the staircase of her old house
She remembered leading him up
And holding her breath

She stepped onto the landing of her old house
She remembered how he would hold her while they watched movies
And he would kiss her whenever she looked at him

She stepped into the bathroom of her old house
She remembered how she would stand there for hours
And make herself perfect for him

And finally she stepped into her old bedroom.
Too many memories filled her mind
And she laid where her bed used to be.
And she cried in that spot.
Like she had done millions of times before.

She stepped onto the porch of her new house
No perfect memories filled her mind
And she felt dead knowing he wasn't coming back to make new ones