“Old house”

You are like that old house

I used to live in. 

Whenever I pass you by

or

hear mention of you

it always breaks my heart a little

thinking of the memories in which you live in.

I hope someday I will be okay

with watching you from the distance

and praying for your well-being.

And

I hope someday I will have peace.

I hope someday I will be fine.

– © Harsha Dubey.

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