Four walls made from plywood and drywall

An empty canvas stood before us

We took our time, deliberate with each choice

The choice to choose friendship first, then love

The choice to wait and purchase our dream home together

The choice to continue dating each other, even when we already knew we would be forever

The choice to re-paint the bedroom walls golden yellow, like the sunrises that peek through the curtains

The choice to eat breakfast in bed together, savoring every moment

The choice to decorate the walls with paintings that symbolize our love

The choice to share all that we are with each other

The choice to stare at a dreary kitchen, depression oozing from its cracks

The choice to hold back our opinions, for fear of hurting each other

The choice to keep the living room furniture, even though it’s ruined and torn

The choice to pick each other, even after seeing each other at our worst

The choice to look at everything we had built amongst these walls

The choice to want more than these confining four walls

The choice to want more than what we could offer each other

The choice to walk away

The choice to stand and look at these walls alone

The choice to look at the life we were building

The choice in knowing this is where our story ends

You may be gone,

And I may be gone

but yet we’re everywhere in these four walls