There is a time and a place for everything.

Collect up his possessions and clothes

for he wont be coming home

Dispose of them in your own good time

when it feels right to in your mind

Keep those special things but make them few

The things most sentimental to him and you

Maybe store them away until you are ready to browse

and have gotten used to your empty house

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  • willie wondka on Aug 19, 2009

    its strange isnt it when you live on your own you have to get used to a person living with you, when they have gone you have to learn to live by yourself again.

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