You moved house without warning No alarm bells to warn me of what was to come, except for those in my head that continue to convince me that I’m losing it You stripped everything off the walls on your way out My confidence Self worth and Your love But you didn’t just stop there You made sure to replace it with the ugliest shade of red A shade so horrifying it keeps me awake almost every night thinking of the reasons I wasn’t good enough to make you stay The furniture is so ugly in here now, it reminds me of how I felt the very first time you chose her Instead of me Not forgetting the other countless times I was made to feel so unworthy at your feet Now for the record… I know I’m no renovator Maybe just a lousy painter at best But if someone had trusted me with the keys to their heart the same way I did you I would’ve made **** sure to do a much better job with them Than you did I guess it’s for the best though You’ve cost me too much here so maybe you moving out was the right decision I just hope for everyone else’s sake, you take much better care of your next home Than you did ours
•another oldie I dragged out from my notes•
I liked the idea I was working with, using the moving out of a house to symbolise the ending of a somewhat toxic relationship and the aftermath you’re left with. Kinda lost it after the start and couldn’t really get back into it so this is it haha.