Motel of Feelings

you always come and go,

never stay long enough to call you home,

but I welcome you in over and over.

And though you’re just here to pass time,

I open the door to the largest room,

giving you a piece of my heart each and every time,

but along your departure I lose a bit of myself in you.

I’m left with a sense of emptiness and nostalgia, that’s only filled when you check in again;

And in comparison to you, other guests become so irrelevant

My only worry is sheltering you.

But you see, we have a perfect consistency of being inconsistent & only see each other passing by.