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I went to your apartment yesterday, You weren't there, but everything still Felt like home. As I opened the door, your Familiar fragrance hugged me tight, Just as you used to. My favorite shirt lay crumpled on the bed, As if you'd left it naughtily there to remind me How I've ruined it one too many times. I grabbed it and smelled it deep, I inhaled the scent of your chest, your shoulders, Your arms, oh your arms that I love so much. I lay on your bed with my senses Buried inside your shirt, inside your beautiful self, I cried and I laughed at the same time. Little had changed in your room Since I'd left. I wished this room mirrored our lives. I hoped you'd return early, And find me curled up inside the blanket Of those million memories we'd created together, But you didn't come, and it got dark outside, And suffocating and unwelcoming, And lonely inside. I left, clutching the keys firmly in my palm, They're all I have now, to spare me of the pain, That stings me day and night.
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 10:49 AM UTC
Spare Keys
I went to your apartment yesterday, You weren't there, but everything still Felt like home. As I opened the door, your Familiar fragrance hugged me tight, Just as you used to. My favorite shirt lay crumpled on the bed, As if you'd left it naughtily there to remind me How I've ruined it one too many times. I grabbed it and smelled it deep, I inhaled the scent of your chest, your shoulders, Your arms, oh your arms that I love so much. I lay on your bed with my senses Buried inside your shirt, inside your beautiful self, I cried and I laughed at the same time. Little had changed in your room Since I'd left. I wished this room mirrored our lives. I hoped you'd return early, And find me curled up inside the blanket Of those million memories we'd created together, But you didn't come, and it got dark outside, And suffocating and unwelcoming, And lonely inside. I left, clutching the keys firmly in my palm, They're all I have now, to spare me of the pain, That stings me day and night.
ghazal-tansir
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ghazal-tansir
Indian
Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 10:49 AM UTC
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