peaches and coffee

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Sometimes I feel a gust of wind on my face, surrounded by fall leaves

The smell of peaches and hazelnut coffee are brought to me

Mornings once shared with laughter and comfort,

They all just seem to be a distant memory.

I swear I feel your presence when the sun sets at times,

The orange hue shining on my face as I'm filled with peace

It saddens me to know you're just gone

No more coffee, no more sugar, no more memories to keep.

It's almost like time stands still for a moment,

You swear colors look duller and the streets more empty

The dead trees, no birds whistling, just the silence

The sun is swallowed by night, leaving you in agony

That pain never truly goes away, but you're left with those moments

Where you can feel their presence

And in that one moment, They were alive.

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