I can't understand in the sense that I don't know why how or when, but I do understand the feeling of losing something that comforts you. It may sound crazy to some people why you love your room so much, when all the things that have happened there seem to be memories that no one would want to remember, but sometimes our comforts are what's most uncomfortable.

I'm not sure the reason for writing this poem, but I'm sure it's from experience, and I read this quote that sort of relates to it. "There's nothing we can do about the things we have to live without. The only way to feel again is to let love in." From a song of course, but it's something to think about. You know the saying, sh#t happens, but we got to move on. Easier said than done, I don't doubt that, but it's possible.

I love the style you've written in, it flows well and the style matches the mood perfectly. I hope everything is well with you.

Take Care,
Renee

Hey you! it's been a while, a rather long while. I miss you. I hope you are okay. keep smiling you =D im gunna email you know. much love
Me