My favorite places don't feel the same without you anymore and I've realized you were so intertwined in my life that theres traces of you left behind everywhere I look
  I still have the heart shaped rock you picked up off the side of the road, its been sitting on my nightstand beside some of my other favorite items all this time
  My favorite coat is soft and comfortable and its a lovely shade of green, which is my favorite color, and it was given to me because you wanted me to stay warm when it was cold out since I was bad at finding appropriate clothing (I still remember how you'd hold my hands to "protect them from the cold")
  Art that we drew together is filling half the pages of one of my old sketchbooks from that day we woke up early and went and sat by the river to draw together. We sat really close, so I began to draw flowers on your leg and then you drew flowers on my leg too in return. And I think that was when I admitted to myself that I liked you.
  I've come across photos where the marks you left on my neck were visible and now flashbacks wash over me in waves and I try to not drown
Soft lips along with teeth against my skin used to give me butterflies but now the warm fluttering feeling is gone and it feels more like taking a hard punch to the stomach
  Even my body has had traces of you left behind on it before
  The other side of the bed felt empty since I was aware that you'd never sleep next to me again
  I got new bedsheets so that it could feel like you had never even been in my bed in the first place
  It helps but theres still traces of you everywhere I look, and sometimes I still feel your presence and I forget what its like to be able to breathe
  You're the one that has killed me and yet you're haunting me like a ghost