Echoes of your laughter in the bath-tub,
Where I told my best jokes.
An imprint of the thighs that wrapped around my waist on your favorite side of the couch.
The scent of her last-cooked meal floating.
Floating in the kitchen where we made love
for the first time.
Her pheromones lay on my hoodie.
A hoodie she wore on our first date.
A Hoodie
that I knew she would need.
Jul 5, 2018
Jul 5, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
Echoes of your laughter in the bath-tub,
Where I told my best jokes.
An imprint of the thighs that wrapped around my waist on your favorite side of the couch.
The scent of her last-cooked meal floating.
Floating in the kitchen where we made love
for the first time.
Her pheromones lay on my hoodie.
A hoodie she wore on our first date.
A Hoodie
that I knew she would need.
Struggling to Let go
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