Traces everywhere I look there are traces of you like smoke wrapped around the bare limbs of a fall tree a soft scent so elusive yet it permeates my life an open book or your coffee cup traces everywhere
Traces I do well ..really until I hear your favorite song and I double over in pain I wasn't ready for you leave you should have waited
Traces you left a shirt on your chair I sleep with it now it's not the same you should have waited I never got to say good bye
I would have told you how much you were needed how much you were loved I had so much left to say and I never said Goodbye