You
I thought of you.
Realizing that instead of your splendid scent left on my
wrinkled t-shirts, all that remains are infrequent whiffs of memories we used
to share
Realizing that the smile once tattooed on my brain has
slowly withered to side-bar conversations asking others, “how’s she doing?”
Realizing that instead of laughing together late into the
night, all that’s left are unshared messages and memes, saved down “just in
case”
I thought of you.
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