There I go again
Packing my suitcase
Over a fight we’ve already had
It almost seems like a routine
One of us says the wrong thing
The other one gets angry
And I’m the first one to leave
In some weird way
Packing that suitcase feels therapeutic
Like I’m locking away our issues
And leaving is the only solution
But I always run back to you
With the same suitcase in my hand
Suitcase
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Relatable piece of writing. Nicely done.
“But I always run back to you…. With the same suitcase in my hand” – this is the case with everyone fighting…ultimately run back with the same suitcase….nicely picturised…
Superb piece as Always. Nice to see you back