i unlocked a room

so cold, so empty

only been visited once,

today,

since you left

//

i could smell your cologne

the one i hated so much,

now i miss, all too late

//

i could see your clothes hung

never been touched,

since the last day you were here

//

i could see red

red posters

red shirts

red books and red shoes

for red was our colour

//

i still don’t know

what went wrong

//

we were happy

then we weren’t

and then;

there’s no we

//

i’m not special anymore.

(d. 17/9/19. 6pm.) | you were my everything, now i have nothing |