My space
My home
The only place without memories of you
It feels clear
It feels light
It feels like mine
I don’t owe you for it
You can’t take it from me
It’s mine and mine alone
The noise
The mess
The clutter
My things

Maybe I’ll miss the place and space that was ours
But maybe I’ll love the place and space that’s mine
You’re not here and I’m not reminded of you
It’s a little box
Where I don’t have clutter in my head