Weekends
I
was home
December 2017
All
day yesterday
Living
Right
next to you
You
never asked to see me
This
repeats
Every
Single
Weekend
I
stopped looking forward
To
you
Coming
home
Because
it’s the same
As
when you’re not here
But
it’s worse
I’m
more aware
Of
the distance
Between
us
When
we share
A
few walls
And
dishes
December 2017
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