is. it. not.

is your place mine

or are we just used to not being alone...

is your bed mine

or is it the place where you first loved & died, haunted by her presence

are your sheets full of me

or are they proof of what was and now isn't

are your clothes mine

or are they the sweet memory that she lived in them

are these walls our home

or are they a room still missing the presence of a ghost 

that was once

full of life.

to be listened to: Back to the Old House