Remembrance
Once you lay beside me.
I traced your ears, lips, nose
softly, with the tip of my finger,
listening to you breathe.
Now you lay miles from me,
breathing slowly on your own
and not remembering me
and the things we once shared.
I wrap myself in bittersweet memories,
blankets of your scent
that keep me waking at night,
tracing shapes in the darkness,
and wishing you were here.
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