In the mourning

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Every time I read this I keep wondering who it is I wrote it about. There are only two choices but they get all mixed up for some reason.

Submitted: September 17, 2012

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Submitted: September 17, 2012



Even though you haven't sought out solace in my room for months, I can still smell you
clinging to my sheets and curtains.

I can imagine you fitting your body to mine, weaving your fingers with mine.

I can feel the ghost of your lips on the tip of my ear, your shallow breath ruffling the tendrils of my unkempt hair.I can hear your groggy morning voice
rousing me before the sun was even spilling over the horizon.

God, I loved that voice;

And despite having not brushed my teeth I'd let your mouth find mine.

Sometimes, early
in the morning, it's almost like I can still taste you on my lips. 

So I must scrub my teeth before the sorrow seeps into my bones. 

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