Sillage

Familiar scent
lingering…
s     p      r       e    a     d     i    n     g
across this hollowness

Sitting alone,
thinking about every
word
touch
moment

Traces of you
give mxeid feelings;
initializing an array of
emotions[5] = { joy, sadness, love, confusion, uncertainty};

Mind wandering
to        ————————————————>      a distant place
full of abandoned memories
better left behind

Thoughts are
p               z             z
u                 l          e              s
that I myself
won’t be able to put together… ever

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