You are the truth i try to ignore, that goes unaddressed, that i pretend i forgot. You are there, smelling like coconut, behind my shampoo, you are there when i wake up alone in the queen size bed, you are there when i'm having a nice meal, or just some wine. You are there when i go to the beach, when i buy colored shoes, when i think about being somewhere else.
And you're gone, but your blue eyes stayed, looking at me sweetly, making me remember to smile.
But here, i never smile.
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