I kindly ask you to pick up your things and leave. Take your bags, your words, your tears over smiles, your pictures, your dreams and your diseases. Don't forget to put on the coat in your way out. Your coat, the one you always say it is not warm enough. Take your scarf and your red dotted umbrella. Wear those old shoes, the old-fashioned but cosy ones. I know you don't like them that much anymore...
Leave. I'll come just right after you.
The world outside is cold. enjoy the little warmth your belongings give you. when i leave i'll go naked.
image from Erin Mulvehill
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