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    You carved in my heart a hole the size of a door

Then moved in without asking

You dragged your luggage's wheels over the flesh

and left behind some charred markings.

    Soon enough you made yourself

at home.

    With a fireplace always crackling

and I have grown accustomed

to the smell of Marlboro smoking. 

    Sometimes, my lungs 

would cloud gray

    But i told you 

that i was okay.

I even learned to save you a seat

When steam rises from the dining table.

    You see, I was good. 

All I had was space for you.

When you asked for two more stories

I slammed the doors on everyone else

Emptied out their 

cupboards and

Gave you all my keys. 

I did that out of love.

    Your reciprocation might have been peculiar 

But it was good for me

Right, baby?

Like that time you planted in the pit of my stomach

    opiods but I

left them in

Believing they would grow fruit trees.

    Was I not beautiful enough?
Was my obedience worthy of praise?

I waited at the kitchen table

And when you brought your lovers in

I didn't charge you anything. 

    One night you dragged your luggage back out

With your lover, out with my tearducts' currents

You left my heart a frivolous mess

Then complained about my frail endurance.

    I went through every corners of the heart

To clean up your belongings

On the floors there were still footsteps

Shapes and sizes

All of them leading out.

It was the beginning of winter

Snowstorms raged loud.

    Now snowflakes are melting off

in rivers

into the palms of my hands

    I clutch the iciness tight

And imagine them as yours. 

    My heart got frequent visitors

Yet no one stays past one Earth's revolution.

Said they can't stand the cigars-stained walls

or my unkempt furniture.

    But you see, I'm still being good

I clean your room and keep the fireplace going.

    I set your plate across from mine at supper

I leave you a portion when the soup's gone cold

I pile it up 

'til mold start to grow.

    Was my obedience worthy of praise?

I keep the porch light on

Your ashtrays dusted

    And I leave the door unhinged

Waiting for you to

return.

    So please

please

please

please do.