Many rooms occupy this place called the mind.
Rooms filled with memory. Rooms filled with heartbreak. Hell rooms that you can not even enter at all…
Rooms that hide deep in the back of said place, rooms where it’s fuzzy and filled with tears and haze…

There are many rooms that we have to lock the door on to preserve our happiness. To keep the memories that we hold sacred safe and tucked away…
Rooms where we have to hide. Some rooms can make or break us if we enter. Even when the walls inside of those rooms are made of brick… even then those walls aren’t enough to hide behind in the end.