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I’m sitting on the floor Of my childhood home In front of my opened shelf Holding our hidden letters Most of them are yours, though I found a couple of mine I don’t remember if they were Just unsent, or returned to me It’s strange, reading my own words Strange to read yours too, a…

Dream

I woke up remembering a dream…

Pull

I can always tell when your enter a room…

Capture

Some moments are not meant to be captured.

Hands

Apologies if my hands shake…

Name

My locket fails to bring me comfort…

Progress

Someone called me something I only associated with your voice calling me, but it has taken me 3 days to notice that I had no immediate reactions, no rush of memories and pain. Maybe I’m finally moving on…

Memories

Cherishing the good times during this end…

Green

I’ve long risen above the green Now all I feel is the pink blush Of love, and a quiet confidence In my beloved…

Landing

Love may sweep you off your feet, But it never lands you back gently.