Divorcee

Make way into my house
I will hang up your jacket
Let you set in front of the television
As I set the table
Placing a dinner
We will share with laughter and stories
Until finally you are welcomed
To my secrets
Then to bed, where you consume all of me
In the morning, you will leave
Not remembering my name
And forgetting everything about me

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