Yesterday I forgot your scent
Your fresh perfume, your natural scent
No longer lingers in my memory

Today I forgot your grasp
My hand in yours, your lovely fingers
No longer touch my memory

As if there is no tomorrow
I try to hold on to everything we had
Tomorrow comes none the less

When distance leaves us
It will all be novel again



  1. “[…] your lovely fingers/ No longer touch my memory.” Great lines. Really liked the couplet at the end as well. Good job of conjuring up the fog.


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