The empty room looks at me accusingly
the bare walls glare at me
I glance around this room
thi s one last time
tears rolling down my cheeks
the curtains move gently in the wind
as if waving goodbye
I loved this room
with the white and blue wallpaper peeling in the corner
the wardrobe door that never quite shut
the lampshade that hung too low
the blinds that would never go all the way up
the memories that cling to the walls
the laughter that the ceiling remembers hearing
the tears that the wardrobe recalls
the love the floor reminisces on
I will miss this room
and all the people who helped make this room a part of me
Goodbye dear room
you’ve served me well
through all the laughter
and the tears
the anger
the love
thank you for being there
Goodbye dear room
I’ll miss you
