Nicole Easterwood

I would have never thought

spacious would be in my vocabulary.

A crammed and closed heart





It came a time not to push away,

not to fight off.

Time to feel how easy

it should be.

The right person.

Wanting to see my phone light up

to mimic my face.

Giving myself room.

Room to breathe.

Room to think.

Room to feel alive.

Room to miss you.

Room to fall for you

and give you a chance

to mend the pieces

that have been broken

for far too long.


Most of all,

room to fill the vacancy.

The room that had

turned away visitors,

an underclass roach motel

remodeled royal wedding suite

just for your convenience.