In Memoriam


I miss this house. I miss coming home to it every day. And decorating it for Christmas. I miss putting perfect meals on the table. I miss cleaning the bathroom with a click, and changing outfits, and my orange fridge. Too soon. It was taken from me too soon.

Sigh.

Your presence I miss,
Your memories I treasure.
Loving you always, 

Forgetting you never.

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