One last Goodbye,
All I ask is to smell your perfume again.
The last thing I remember is smelling your hair and your breathe it was so warm, I could feel the cold through the cracked door.
I think about this over and over, we were such distant lovers.
Always trying to get back
to those stairs
in the apartment complex
where we kissed for the first time.

You always would hang your keys on the nail,
I miss the sound of them falling off the nail and on to the ground.
sometimes it would happen for no apparent reason.
but those keys are no where to be found.

The only places I see and smell you
are in my Lucid Dreams
where we're still together.