in my head,
sounds much softer than I remember.
Your hands, gentler.
It is your eyes I can’t recall.
Their sweetness no longer remains.
Your scent I no longer cherish,
though it is still on some of my belongings.
Your warmth, I admit,
cannot compare to the dazzle of your smile,
as I remember it.
more than ever –
I miss your closeness.
My gaze drifts to the window, absentmindedly,
and the rain reminds me of You.