How can I say goodbye?
These images have provided joy in lonely moments.
Though they hurt more than help, they are precious still.
Pictures of you present themselves like a silent film.
Words, non-existent, but its purpose is served.
Never do I tire of reliving flashbacks.
It was almost like yesterday.
I can still feel you.
Fingerprints from gentle caresses,
Lie invisibly imprinted underneath my skin, in my heart
The sweetness of past kisses though faint remain on these lips.
In rare moments when defenses are down,
And my heart unguarded, vulnerable, I hear you.
My knees fail to support the weight of my heartache,
I endure from those barely there whispers of your voice.
Not entirely sure I can bear this bitter-sweetness any longer.
Oh, how I love to reminisce,
But it's time I bid thee farewell.
For my sake...















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