Does The House Remember Us?

On nights when my mind is racing

I close my eyes

Breathe deeply

And imagine I’m back at home

My old home

Our old house

On nights when my mind is racing

I pretend you’re asleep in the next room

I find that thought so comforting

The thought of you there

We are safe

We are together

On nights when my mind is racing

I can’t stop wondering

Who now sleeps in your bed?

Who now lives in that house we once called home?

Are they happy?

On nights when my mind is racing

I wonder

I wonder

I wonder

Is it full of life?

Does the house remember us?

By Alice Godber