I opened the door
to our studio apartment
To collect the strewn memories
That you have left
In the bedroom
on the kitchen floor
Looking over the balcony.
And everytime
I asked myself, darling!
Why me?
Why us?
Why now?
Apr 10, 2025
Apr 10, 2025 at 10:56 PM UTC
I opened the door
to our studio apartment
To collect the strewn memories
That you have left
In the bedroom
on the kitchen floor
Looking over the balcony.
And everytime
I asked myself, darling!
Why me?
Why us?
Why now?
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