
Remembered
And still, in rare quiet evenings, I feel you like fading perfume, a tender ache under my ribs, a gift I could not keep,…

And still, in rare quiet evenings, I feel you like fading perfume, a tender ache under my ribs, a gift I could not keep,…

You resist, but you will remember me with each fallen leaf, each brittle crack beneath your feet. You will see me in the dying…

It boggles my mind, how effortlessly he enters your space, how your laughter fades, just enough for me to notice. You think I do…

Yet every day, he takes what should be mine, his presence invisible, but felt in every word, every glance, and I am left here,…

Forgive me for loving you so fiercely, for binding myself to the image of you that once danced in my dreams. But know this:…