Being on the constant move
Made permanent storage for your possessions a luxury
And I couldn't quite understand it
How you could live like that
Because I've only ever lived in this one house
But now, you've made a home for yourself
With someone you love
Someone you buy cupboards and cabinets and shelves with
To store all those books and clothes and keepsakes
You've carried in boxes
All your life
And I've taken all my emotions and needs and desires
Wrapped them carefully in bubble wrap
Filling the spaces with foam peanuts
Packed them in boxes of varying sizes
Sealed and labelled and put away
So they no longer clutter my life and make me yearn for what you have
And I don't
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