L Poem by ratna zaa

My heart was divided into four rooms
One for me
One for you
One for him
One for her

But, she went away
Left the room with the photograph of us
And haven’t been back

Then, he flied up to the heavens
Left the room with a promise that would never be fulfilled
And would never come back

Now, you go across the time
Leave the room with a love
Will you come back?

Or, do I have to destroy the rooms, make it one for myself only?