A house full of memories I will leave behind to make memories in a new home. My giggles will echo long after I am gone. My scent will remain on the pillow and my voice in the twirl of the wind chime. I’ll remain in the photo frames of the wall. I’ll leave my touch on the curtains I used to pull every morning and my breath on the fogged mirror. Memories I’ll leave behind in the house that was once mine. I’ll be gone to love and be loved, leaving behind what I once loved and will always love.