Where I Remember You

August 4, 2011
By thisangelhasfallen SILVER, Altadena, California
thisangelhasfallen SILVER, Altadena, California
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Looking through my living room
I don’t see couches, walls, pillows
But I see memories.
Like a silent film
We flicker past my eyelids,
Pressed against each other in the hallway
Kissing on the floor
You’re face as I turn to shut you out.
And the phrases we used to speak
Whisper in my ear.
“I love you.”
“Come closer.”
This is no longer my home.
This is where I remember you.

The author's comments:
I just ended a friendship with the guy i'm still in love with.

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