Episodes of Love
You left but are not gone;
like an amputation—gone
but still here.
When love is experienced,
it is always.
Lost love is as a raindrop
in a puddle.
An evaporated puddle
remains water;
and so does its imprint:
Though we can’t often keep
track of the time,
its footprints remain;
and so it is with episodes
of undying love—gone
but still here.
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