I walk down the street.
I see the sun through the trees,
As the beams flow through perfectly.
And it reminds me of you.
The clouds come together.
Heavy, yet lighter than any feather.
It becomes a darker day
None of the clouds ever look the same.
It reminds me of you.
As the clouds come together
And the sun disappears,
And the rain comes,
A song I've longed to hear
And I wish you were near...
Because it reminds me of you.
As it hits my face and washes away all the pain,
The fresh scent fills the air and The ground, it stains
But our memories remain
Soaked by the rain.
And it's not just you.
It reminds me of us, and I hope you feel it too.

At night, the blankets hold
Me close and keep me warm,
But it's not the same.
I lay my head on the pillow
Like I did on your chest.
It's not the same.
I keep checking my phone
I don't see your name.
In person, I occasionally
See your face..
But it's just not the same.

I touch my skin.
I remember the way you would gently caress it as a habit.
I feel tiredness in my eyes.
I remember how you would keep getting lost in the deep
Mix of blues
And didn't want to know
The way out.
I touch my face.
I remember how you used
To say how adorable I was
And that you think I'm perfect.
I touch my lips.
I remember your soft, passionate kisses that meant everything.
I pop my tired joints.
They still creak and snap.
I pop my knuckles.
I remember how you used to stroke my knuckles gently.
Another cute habit of yours.

I remember that,
When you hold me close,
I no longer feel broken.
I remember that,
When we kiss,
Time stops.
The world becomes silent.
Nothing matters.

I can't stop thinking about
You.
Us.
Everything.

Everywhere I look.
Everything I see.
It all
Reminds Me Of You.