Rent Free Thoughts

From where do these thoughts come,

And why do they make themselves feel home in my mind?

How do they find room in an already cramped place?

And why don't they pay any rent for staying over every night?

I think they stay the way love stays,

Rent-free, always on the mind,

Continuously inviting thoughts to stay over,

Never giving or having any reason to leave.

I think love and thoughts stay the way memory stays,

Like a permanent resident,

Who knows all the routes leading back to home,

Never has to will need a reason to leave.

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