Day One

At 6pm everyday, I remember the bright coloured walls of our past. Our conversations and wine soaked sheets. I remember our carefully planned picket fence and the radio frequency that picked up exactly at 6.07pm. I’ve come back here 2411 times. I’m sure the others have begun to notice. They follow me everyday.

One day you will too, for these bright walls, you’ll be coming soon.

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