We Used To Live Here

by Daniel Hurst

‘It’s weird to think of other people living in your house before you,’

I am a weak man. I have already proven that.

It’s impossible to be stressed when I’m with her because she lights up any room she is in,

‘It seems that somebody built an extra wall here, in front of the main one.’

I love listening to her.

brilliant blue eyes that hold such an innocence to them.