A Golden Room

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I had to clean ny room the other day.

I hate it now.

It feels so lonely staring at my empty floor, with no piles of clothes and no one to tell me that their room is even worse.

It's midnight now and I don't know.

It felt scary to look at the wall when I was a kid.

I was worried that the monsters would get me as I slept.

But now I get scared at looking at my empty floors.

No end trails of adventures.

No clothes that still smell like her.

No unfinished art projects to give to her.

It just reminds me of the loneliness I feel without her.

Her room was messy

Tags: Love, Clean