My secret room

Loving you is like building a snowman in the summer

It slowly melts away, and you're only left with the buttons, carrot and sticks

Representing the five senses we both shared together one day

Your touch

Your smell

Your taste

Your presence

Your voice

Leaving them as memories of the past

They are limited but are still left over, being the only thing, you couldn't take

Loving you is anticipating the pain a heart break brings

Since it's only one sided

Loving you, it's my destruction

Yet I choose to do so

Ina secret room

Where you will never enter

One day I will light it up

The next I will paint it

The following I will decorate it

It will have 2 comfy chairs

It will have a coffee table with 2 mugs resting on it

One full

The other empty

One chair occupied

The other abandoned

Since loving you is all I want in this life

I will be waiting for you in my secret room

That you will never enter

And I will watch as you move on

And I will break

It is my destiny

But I don't know if I want to try again...