"I walk around my home and Ilook at the places that you and Icreated memories in. The..."

“I walk around my home and I

look at the places that you and I

created memories in. The bathroom,

where you took me by my waist

and told me that the distance

that has been put between us

could never actually tear us apart.

I run my fingers along the kitchen

counter and I remember when you

took me in your arms, put me

on the table, and kissed my skin

until it was stained with the print

of your lips. I look at these places

in my home, and I am reminded

of you. If only what you said

was true, and that the miles

that were put between us

couldn’t actually do us any harm.

Months have passed since you

went back to your own home,

and I envious with the fact that you

are able to walk around freely without

the slightest recollection of these

thoughts that keep me up

at night; wishing that you were

back in my bed, making more

memories that would leave me

feeling restless and uncomfortable

within the walls of my own safety net.”

- “Ever since you said goodbye, I no longer feel safe within my own home," - Colleen Brown