Cleaning My House Of Your Memories

I am cleaning my house.

Of your memories.

Looking at memories to throw away,

that I don’t need any longer.

 

The yellow waxy box with your stuff, the chipped shaving mug,

Albums of black and white photographs of our wedding – with half forgotten faces from half forgotten places.

 

The house is smaller now.

And I don’t have space for all the memories.

I have to be selective – what memories to save and what to throw away.

 

I am cleaning my house,

Of your memories.

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