Yellow House
I wanted to tell you I love you but I couldn’t bring my words to leave myself so you left but drove back to say I what I couldn’t
Days of holding you for hours and not caring about anything else
Days of talking about family plans
Nights of love and nights of stress
I tried my best to preserve the rest but I eventually had to move because the presence in the current location became toxic
But the yellow house remained
Until one day it was sold
And the rest of our story will remain untold
p.s. she said she stopped by the other day just to feel our vibes…
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