I keep these gifts you gave me to haunt myself with your ghost. Your scent long since faded. Your face somewhat a blur. You are nothing but a memory.
We had one night. One night free of inhibitions. One night of disregard for others. Our minds connected in deep conver… My hand brushed shoulder.
Your face eludes me yet it’s the first thing I see. My daily mirage.
Before anything as I walked into the room I had to see her
