Sold

It’s time to take off the hats on the walls,

Clear the floors one last time.

There will be no more calls.

Now we must retrieve every dime.

The open sign is in the trash,

With all the memories from the past.

Hopefully the pain inside will pass.

I wonder to myself how long the pain will last.

I wish I could sell my heart,

Like we did the store.

I know inside that we need to part.

I wish we could have kept it a little while more.

The old white fridge lay on its back,

The shelves are all torn out.

It is a sense of ownership that I now lack.

I had told myself this day wouldn’t come but I was living in doubt.

The basement is now vacant,

The floor you now can see,

He said his reasons were adamant,

But they didn’t sound very just to me.

I take one last look around the empty room I always knew to be cluttered.

My eyes they swell up with tears,

I took a deep breath and my whole body shuddered.

I thought we would keep this place for a few more years.

I walk away with tears on my face.

I say goodbye for ever.

I never thought I would have to leave this place.

Will I ever forget this place? Never.