A piece of you

The last time I saw you, your hair was melting as its fingers touched the sun.

That’s when I noticed the resemblance–the sun had taken after you. Its eyes shone like yours, its smile was yours too.

And when it spoke to me, they were your words: “Come away, come away. Love won’t wait another day.”

Then all was gone.

Except it wasn’t. It remained forever etched into my skin, my flesh, my bones. It’s with me now, even as I write these lines.

They’re your words, your smile, your touch, your tears of joy.

Except that they are mine.

But I am yours.


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