I think about you every day.
I remind myself to remember
the complexity of your eyes,
the softness of your hands,
and the comfort of your voice
as I refuse to forget the details
that I held so close.
I will keep you with me
for as long as I can,
Even if only in my mind.
Tag: Still here
Fogged
Like steam to
my bathroom mirror
you are becoming
fogged over…
And even when I
try to clear your haze…
there’s only a
temporary exposure.
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