Memories find a way
to my eyes,
melting and burning
my cheeks.
---
I search your eyes for
comfort
having ignored your
reassuring touch.
---
This morning I was sipping
the horrid quietness of
living without you.
I turn around in bed and
smell you on my pillow,
bedsheets - even my
skin.
All I hear is your voice
bouncing off the walls in my room
and your smile dripping
down my cheeks.
---
We promise each other
so many things
when our promise should've
been
us.
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