You over stayed your visit
I invited you in with the promise of shelter and you took up residence
At first i didn’t mind the company
Someone who would listen to my rants
Share meals with
Hold in the comfort of a storm
But a house needs the compliance of all residents
It needs to be as equally cared for by each individual
I maintained the foundation while you watched cracks in the ceiling form
Only pointing them out to later disappear to your own confines
I called in ever repair man asking for advice even bringing others in to help and you just stood in the doorway silent eyed and reserved
Thats how these things happen I knew
Silence became louder
The drop of a plate would resonate throughout
The life of the house seemed to disappear
A mausoleum is what you left me in
A trap made of marble once decorated so lively but darkened over the years

Now i stand in the house that we shared
I see the outlines of picture frames
Nostalgia clinging to the furniture
I can feel memories but they are fuzzy from all the dust collected
Your plants all died from neglect and so did a piece of me as well
I am stuck with a heavy decision to find anything left salvageable and remain here working from the foundation
or to up and burn this entire place down and start on a new site.

Feeling like a child
Jumping in puddles
With boots made of optimism.

I still slip them on easily.