Day 163 -Hotel Rooms

First night alone for too many years

second story in a hotel room, I watch the

rain come down on this city, I think of

hot summers and cold goodbyes

All the history I ran away from

all the hurt I still can’t face, I see the

images painted on hotel walls, I hear the

old songs, I know all the words

But I’ll be on a plane tomorrow,

heading back to the safety I built, I won’t

forget what I locked in hotel rooms, but I’ll

never take it back with me

3 thoughts on “Day 163 -Hotel Rooms

    1. That’s because it took 3 hours in an actual hotel room to write this instead of my usual 10 minutes 😅 I think I could be good if I stopped messing around but I prolly won’t lol

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