Traces of you still linger with me
The smell of your cologne on a stranger
The sound of your voice in your favorite song
Your eyes in the first rays of sunset
I see you everywhere
The memory used to gnaw at me
Leave me rotten and hollow
I couldn't close the wound
But there's a certain sweetness to it now
A melancholy smile
A wistful bitterness
It tastes like warm apple cider
And ice cold lemonade
Sour and sweet
Uncomfortable but somehow perfect
I miss you differently now
I miss you fondly
And the pain is a new comfort
One I never dreamed I'd feel
When first I lost you