Looking around
I don't know
When this room
Became our
Room, when this small
Space became intertwined with
Our personalities,
When these two separate
Souls
Merged into
One.
I can't remember when
I last thought
Of this place as mine
As my property.
Now it is just a messy room
Full of clutter
And the tiny signs
Of two souls ripped
Apart.
~May 2018
