The scent of you lingers
In the air
On my clothes
Even my hands
Smell of you.
There is nothing
But the scent of you
To remind me
Of us.
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If you can feel, then you can write
The scent of you lingers
In the air
On my clothes
Even my hands
Smell of you.
There is nothing
But the scent of you
To remind me
Of us.
I have a new short story blog you can find HERE
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Another strong ending. The sadness lingers in this piece.