A funny little quirk
About living in an apartment
Is that I still get some mail
From the past tenants
And so, although they’re long gone
There’s a strange comradery
Or somewhat of a familiarity
To people you’ll never meet
Yet, lived in the same space as me
Though, the only traces that let me know
Who was actually there
Are these tiny little pieces
Of forgotten junkmail
♡Sugar☆World☮ 