Pieces of You

The bedsheets ...still smell of you. The couch ...hollowed out from your lounging. The soaps in the bath ...have imprints from your touch. The glasses on the counter ...still wear your lipstick stains. The walls ...draped in your handwritten notes The curtains black and rugs white ...scream of your weird preferences The heart ...stealthily dares... Continue Reading →

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