And when all the love
Is lost
I'll remember
The notes and pictures
On the fridge
I'll remember
The sheets
Warm and glowing
Of two bodies
The toothbrush
Leaning relaxed
On the stand
I'll remember
The clothes
Tucked neat in the drawer
The nights
Cozied on the couch
In silence
Of two souls
I'll remember
The drives
The getaways
The sunsets
The sunrises
I'll remember
Deep in my core
I'll remember
It wasn't with me.
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