"My heart aches for what it cannot find, drenched in sorrow and anguish. It yearns to hold as many memories of you as possible. Within my mind , a dance of moments we once knew.
We once breathed the same air & filled the space between our bare skin with laughter. The gifts you gave me remain untouched because I fear bankrupting their essence. There's a book from you on the table , unread in the fear of losing your scent from the pages. A keychain. Beer bottle sticker in my wallet. Your socks in my drawer. Your clothes in my closet. Your pen in my bag. Your photos. Your messages. Your beautiful face carved inside my brain.Every corner carries a trace of your memory. A testament to the love we once shared , a testament to you and me. Your clothes aren't meant to be put in the basket with the rest of my dirty laundry , nor are your socks. They're not meant to be cheapen that way.your love isn't meant to be compared with another lover too. As long as the memory of you brings comfort to my heart , even on days it fails , even on days your name cuts so deep that it lets my insides spill out and stings with pain , I will cling to you and your memories. It's comfortable. Your memory feels like home. I plan to live in it for a while until your contagious laughter completely erases itself"