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I miss that crappy little duplex,
red brick walls painted over pink
but it was home, it felt like mine,
small but sturdy, truly mine,
just big enough to keep us all inside,

big bay windows frosted closed in the cold,
and thrown open in the summertime,
bright shafts of sunlight spilling
onto the peeling, wooden floors.
I didn't want to leave,

but you had such dreams of life,
and what it could be, grander than
a place with no air conditioning
that flooded every autumn.

you wanted room to move, to run,
to splash colors on the walls,
make them your own, and your smile
was all I ever wanted, dear heart,

so I packed up my boxes, said
goodbye to that little house,
the first one I ever called my own.
I thought what we'd made inside
would survive out in the world,

but it started dying
when we crossed the threshold
and never looked back.