don’t get me wrong

don’t get me wrong

I am content

but sometimes 
I wish I had a hallway
and a cupboard for my coffee cups

and fancy towels to sob in
whenever I feel lost
or lonely in a big way

a small spot just for my favourite cheeses
and somewhere to get lost
before you get the chance to find me again

before you send me off
into the foreign language
left with grace

between the shallow floors
that were tiled and
put together by loving hands

-D.