remini-scents

I know you’re a hologram
Wearing a different smile
And clean blue eyes
But that doesn’t make it any easier
To leave you behind.
I know you reflect my own fear
But on this time-line yours are just
Too hard to bear, and I'm too sorry-soft.

I miss your arms the most,
The way you make a veggie burger
In whole wheat toast
How u curl up behind me
When I haven’t even asked to be held
And I miss the way you felt
The warmth.

And I miss the way you smelled.