Empty Apartment

It's the 16th Floor, 302F do not you worry, you'll love it a whole lot. I can see your hesitation, but u'll see, this is the perfect one. Here we are, white door with his favourite, brass nameplate reading, Woodsmist in gooseberry black. On the left is the balcony and bedroom is on your right. In front you see, is the kitchen i used and above is the chantelier we brought, the day we made love. I know you like the place, from your sparkling grey eyes. I know you love my darling house, But, you must know why am selling it so cheap. It was my nest, with me and my love. We sung in the balcony, dined in here. When i cooked in the kitchen, he kissed my neck, holding my waist. Our nights and holidays were our bedroom's delight. I was thee and thee, mine. All i cared was him and my nest but, today all i have is this Empty Apartment. Neither do i have love nor i seek any. He left me alone, with a skylark unknown. He said he loved me and gifted me a memory. I smiled and thanked shouted and wept, But all am left with is me and this Empty Apartment. Now, Ma'am you know, why am selling it so. For now i don't have the one to sing or cook with me nor hug or kiss me. Lets go back and sign the deal Vastu says its the right time.