You sneak up on me
infusing me with memories
i'd rather not think about right now
My cheeks are heated
my breath caught
in my giddiness
of remembering
I cannot remember when it was last
that i did not think of you
You sneak up on me
with fragments of what we did
little clues you left
with your image burned into my brain
they remind me to call you
even though i know i shouldn't
I cannot remember when it was last
that i did not miss you
You sneak up on me
with the songs we used to listen to
With amber fluidly played in the background
i remember with a wistful smile
lucid visions engulf me
I cannot remember when it was last
that i did not love you
TRESE Book 7 launch at MIBF 2019
5 years ago
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