One day I'll clean my mirrors
I don't really know if I should
It feels too much like erasing a past
Of which I cannot reach anymore
The clock goes only one way
In our little minds
Your ghost lingers everywhere
In everything I see and touch
Wherever I go I'm always followed by your shadow
I don't know how to feel about it
I don't miss you
Strangely enough
But I think of you often
How could I not, when I see you in everything I do?
When I make a grilled cheese
Take my long board for a ride
Or sitting in the back seat crowded between two people
Every time I travel
And especially when it rains outside
When I smell the fresh sage on drives
Even when I swing at a park and fly a bit too high
You seeped into the fine details of my life
My ***** mirrors made used by us
Together
These small things still make me smile
The memories so fond in my heart
I feel I shouldn't clean my mirrors
Not from longing or sorrow
It just feels strange to not have you in my life
Yet still love the time we had together anyway
One day I'll clean my mirrors
I don't miss you
But my back door is left unlocked if you ever want to come home