Sense

I cannot see

Yet I know you’re here

I cannot be

But I feel you near

I cannot touch

But I sense you

It’s not much

Yet it’s still you.

I don’t smell

But your scent is on everything

I can tell

It’s all my things.

Every little thing

Reminds me of you

And I can’t stop remembering

There was nothing I could do

You died

And I couldn’t even say I love you.

05/07/2003

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