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May 2018
You sit on top of the empty fireplace,
an old smile lighting up your face.
I remember the day we took that picture,
We were at the beach as the sun was shining – smiling together and at each other.

You sit on top of the window seat,
Reading a book and putting up your feet.
I remember how we fought over who got to sit,
And then the attempts to see if we would both fit!

You are in the kitchen cooking up a mess,
Getting confused between mint and cress.
I remember eating your concoctions,
Hiding my disgust and trying not to laugh – then again, what were my options?

You stand in front of the mirror,
Smoothing your hair for the hundredth time – you never tire.
I remember how your hair fell across your face in the wind,
And as I smoothed it away from your face, our eyes each other would find.

I see you standing, sitting and laughing everywhere,
I blink my eyes and I see you nowhere.
That’s when I worry if you really existed, I remember everything – but with a fear,
Have you forgotten this “unbreakable” pair?
Special thanks to Mary-Elizabeth Cotton and Micrography-Mike D for helping me figure out the *Italics*!
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