I Wonder If The Walls Are Marked With Us
3 min readJul 2, 2019
Looking up at the apartment we used to share, I notice someone else inhabits it now. And maybe it was never really mine, but it felt more like home than my own. There were moments when I was there and my heart felt like it was where it was supposed to be.
I wonder if they feel the love that we shared there. I wonder if late at night when they cook, they almost see when we used to do that too…