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Awaiting Indifference

 This heart
 is no longer your home    
   
I took your pictures off the wall    
Your belongings  
neatly packed and tucked away    
   
Physical reminders of your presence, out of sight    
but your memory,    
still clouds, darkens    
cluttering this place.    
   
And each day,    
I replace a piece of furniture    
Bit by bit, taking back what’s mine    
Making it my own again    
   
No, this heart is not your home    
But it doesn’t feel like mine    
   
Not yet...  
   
But love    
packed up most of her possessions    
and finally left.    
   
That’s the first step...  
   
I wish I could say    
the place feels lighter now    
But hate appears to have occupied the empty space    
   
Bringing along his playmate, sorrow    
insisting they’re a packaged deal.    
Admitting she’s actually    
the brains of the operation, the mastermind.    
The one pulling the strings.    
   
I’m restlessly waiting for    
indifference to acclimate    
   
and chase them both away
Lazy_Dead
Written by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
Published | Edited 31st Jul 2020
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