I've lived in your heart for three years.
My payments were always before time.
If I made too much noise I assure you I didn't know.
My foot steps are often loud, the neighbor beside me keeps his music up.
I never filed a complaint.
Accepting things as they are.
Outside of that nothing seemed to be wrong.
The conditions weren't bad at first.
Everything worked.
The sink clogged a bit.The locks need to be replaced.
The things of which I done myself.
I felt home here in my one bedroom.
Not too much company so no need for much furniture.
There were nights I couldn't feed myself,
making sure your demands were met.
Differences between needs and wants.
Still I received note after note about noise among other things.
Things accused of though disputed.
You smiled in my face and told me all was forgiven.
To receive a note of eviction.
The neighbors music still loud.
My landlord unable to be found.
Someone new moving into my place

Evicted due to his past, for a time he was convicted
conceited were words spoken, as words repeated
Lost in the moment, this had come with a cost.
Now he walked out, one thought of why and how,
Spoken were words to a neighbour, a look now broken.
He motioned her with a nod seeing no emotion
The past was a moment his dreams now gashed
hollow thoughts his companion, this so hard to swallow.

I missed a  repayment of love
so she evicted my heart.
Leaving my feelings on the curb,
mourning its passing now were apart.