return for pain or stay away

it will always hurt when you reach out to me
knowing that I've been suffocating our communication with deathly silence
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I hate when I go to "our" places and I'm instantly taken back.
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I drove by our house the other day.
I felt numb to a life wrapped in a pretty red bow soaked in gold.

I saw your mother.
She looks good in red.
I snuck around an aisle to avoid her gaze.
I wish I could say something horrible about her instead.

Who let you into my dreams again?
I sealed that door years ago.

i miss the joy of places I once loved when it was just me.
Me.
Once.