This little abode of four walls felt like a little world of mine. I couldn't take it when I heard that it was to be taken down to make way for a new development.
Hastily, the hunt for a new home started. After efforts of days, I found one new abode. But, it just couldn't fill the void within me that screams for the old home.
The nights spent on that bed, the laughs shared, the screams and shrieks vented out. The moments lived with loved ones, the lonely nights spent crying.
The aroma of food from the kitchen, the view from the window, the books stacked up in the rooms, the desk that helped me grow into this human I am.
Have you ever felt the pain of losing a part of your self? I have lost the four walls I used to call home.
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