Recollection

by Joanna

Sitting on Mill St
Still missing your body
Your mind
Your countless laughs
Ignoring the tides that you washed over me
I find myself filled with
Memories abandoned
Left amongst the doorsteps
That we tread together
Burgeoning love
Cut off
Like a short circuit
Fuses blown
With every angry utterance
I wonder how we even made it for two years

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