Tuesday, 20 January 2009


I'm home,
But I wasn't really sure.
Something's different.
Not right; out of place.
I look again.
I can't figure it out...
I raced to my room where I knew nothing should have changed.
My feelings stayed empty... nothing came back to me.
Then I realize... that was the strange feeling.
My home was empty...
What once used to be a noisy, too crammed and awfully messy home,
Was now left an empty house.
With no children screaming or toys all over the floor.
No smell of chinese herbs boiling when I enter the front door.
No piles of shoes waiting for me to arrange.
No tv or lights turned on unnecessarily.
Just me.
Me and an empty house.

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