I’m a collage of everyone that’s left,
everything that's gone.
I still tell the joke my best friend told me in highschool,
I still hum my grandmothers favorite song,
I order the same thing my boyfriend used to order,
I still write my name like they did,
I still hear their laugh in everyone’s voice,
I’m a mosaic of everything I’ve ever loved,
and everyone I’ve ever known
Apr 1
Apr 1, 2026 at 12:35 PM UTC
I’m a collage of everyone that’s left,
everything that's gone.
I still tell the joke my best friend told me in highschool,
I still hum my grandmothers favorite song,
I order the same thing my boyfriend used to order,
I still write my name like they did,
I still hear their laugh in everyone’s voice,
I’m a mosaic of everything I’ve ever loved,
and everyone I’ve ever known
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