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These two rooms

This room was empty But It has changed, slowly
It matures as we grow And Aged as time passes slow
It's shaped our inferiority When We shaped its personality
This other room is a space, to those looking for another place
To just stay within this amount of love or give away for someone to take care of. 

Unspoken words

I'd rather be alone;
          when I'm mad at you
          when I feel unloved

I want to forget things;
          when it gets complicated
          when things turned rough

I wish I haven't met you
and there was no us

I wish I can just leave you
and to be alone if I must

But to think of that all
it makes me feel
the worst version of me
and for that I'm sorry...

"I love you"
That, I should just tell you.