Homeless

They said you can't make homes out of human. Look at me, homesick for someone I'm not even sure to exist. You, vacating my body, teach me one thing.

Forever end, too.

We built a home of two people — a place of no use when one left and the other one was left behind. We used to be more than the sum of our very corners and every parts. But you left and that made us homeless.