Let me know when you wanna walk back in

I’ll leave the light on, the door ajar.

You’ll find the coffee mug right where you left it

The frame of our life together intact.

The game of chess remains unfinished

A bag of Doritos on the countertop, too.

Little Charlie sits by the fireplace, his buttons stitched back on.

Hot water’s still running for a bath.

There’s the locket you made for me

And the shirt I lent you one rainy night.

Fragments and remnants, crumbs and a shell

Of what we were, what we could have been.

You knew you would break me when you saw me.

For everything you touch surely dies.

I knew you would tear me apart.

Your eyes bore into my skin, every fibre of my being.

Now you want to do it all over

Again and again and once more.

Just knock three times and step right in then.

Everything’s just as you left it

Everything but me.

– From a soul broken