Jan 23, 2024
1:10
You’re still the one I think of when I have things to tell; and when I wore your sweatshirt yesterday I realized how much I missed your smell. It lingered…
Like all the things I’ve mentally made note of since the day we met, it stained my brain the way we stained your counter with the red wine we drank
Or the way I’d stand to lock your hair after a late afternoon beach run; like the touch of your warm skin that embraces me like the sun
Like the words to the song you wrote, the art drew or the sculpture you made; the look on your face when you showed me
You linger…
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