Staring out the window of despair
Remembering what once was
Walking down the street
Remembering how we’d met
The TV’s on, radio singing
But I still hear your voice down the hall
The air is thick, smoke is settling
But I still see your face in the window
A gentle kiss, a sweet embrace
Memories stuck inside
Haunting dreams, disrupting time
Lingering feelings
Playing with the thoughts
Of you and me
An empty room, covers pulled tight
But I still feel your body next to mine
The doors are locked, windows shut
But I still let you in.
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Submission Name: Lingering
