Nostalgia

Thu, 09/28/2017 - 20:16 -- nl2018

you creep into my mind

like fog in the morning light

I know you will stay with me today

or at least, your memory

the memory of you and I

late at night

drowning in our despair together

of you pressed up close against me

hands around me

around my waist

around my back

around my neck

of the scent of you on my skin

sweat

tiredness

fatigue

of the darkness you cloaked me in

a world without light

hope

love

except for you

 

somehow,

I still miss you

when I think of you

my heart grows

full of fondness

we were forever meant to be

you and me

Depression

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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