I think of you now
And I'm okay somehow
Your memories linger
But in time they too,
Will disappear
Like petrichor
After the rain
Like the scent of cheap perfume
Like a burnt love letter
You voice is slowly fading
From my mind
From my heart
Eventually, I will not remember you
The way I remembered you
Because you will only remain
As a ghost of the past
Like how you were a ghost
When you were still
My present
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Snippets
PoetryPoems and random stuff during times that I feel sad or in love and something in between.
