leaving...

Ever said goodbye to a house…. Its so much harder than people… how do you tell it why you’re leaving… how do you keep in touch… a house that gave me so much… a safe corner hidden from the world… when i needed it most...
As I slowly begin to pack and move out in pieces, I feel this tug at my heart…. This urge to carry the tree along with me… to hold on to those terrible nights that the house protected and comforted me in…. for all its kindness and love… to take my door step that I love sitting at… to pack those windows that I watched the moon from… that lane that I’ve walked down and skipped on…. Those bright red flowers…
I miss it so much already… ever missed something even when you’re with it….