It's the sun beam that
shines through my curtains
that reminds me of you.
It's the night sky that
kind of makes me
wish you were beside
me in the lawn
watching it.
It's your little
whispers that got
stuck in the lobes of my brain
that drove me mad and
it's the vague imprint
of your face on my
sheets that make me
long for every inch of
you that I tied myself
onto.

Don't let go now.