This Is Your Notice To Vacate
The room I treasured most was yours.
Warm and comfortable, you wanted for nothing.
To have your love, was enough to pay the rent.
Lately, your kisses are few and words of love fewer.
You’re a squatter, taking up space where you no longer belong.
You have broken your lease.
It’s time for you to go.
I’m giving you notice.
Make sure to clean up.
Be gone by the next beat.
You’ve been evicted from my heart.
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