indifference has walked in where love once stayed.
she’s put her suitcase down and taken off her shoes.
she walks around, opens the window and looks out to the blue sky.
the clouds have parted ways, letting the orange rays of the sun shine through.
there’s a gentle breeze blowing, and she turns away.
the door is still standing open, just the way she left it.
love keeps walking away.
love isn’t turning back.
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