Particles of you still follow me,
Linger around me like dust.
And my heart swells so much,
I think it must be crying and heaving like me.
Every breath I take, every step I make,
Reminds me of the love that we shared.
And though I walked out, and left our Avenue, I'll keep holding on,
To the memories that we've bared.
To the Polaroids and morning kisses.
To the late night calls and the eleven eleven wishes.
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PoetryI write shitty poetry that I love and I upload it sometimes.
