Just part of it

We must face it

I can't ignore the empty space in our living room

The way we all wait for you to come home from work and open the front door once more

How there is this unhappiness in us even in our most joyful moments

Even when it's hard to breathe, the anxiety attack welcomes us again with open arms

We have rejected the truth for way too long

You are not gunna open the front door, you will never grace us with your presence or beautiful smile again 

But if being oblivious to your absence keeps us sane 

Is this our new reality?

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Adree C
Adree C

I love reading because I can see what goes on in other people's minds, and I love writing since I can get everything out of mine. 

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