I apply my love with water and a sponge but like a small child you rub and pick and poke and **** until it’s gone
I have endless tattoos and one day when your older I’ll give you one in ink

You're still here.

Your laugh reverberates inside my chest cavity.

Your touch has etched semipermanent grooves in my skin.

Your smell lingers in the oddest locations.

And yet, you're gone.