I Remember You

The incessant rhythm of your work Ever pounding on the insides of my skull You needed to write it down And I hated it I remember I had my bad habits as well Filling myself with the same billows that dashed our dreams of Paris My scarlet remnants marring the white, rolled paper In the same fashion my kisses trailed your frame Here I sit, missing you Short one golden family heirloom I turn its twin over in my hands Feeling the full breadth of my sorrows I kept the ticket you bought me Undisturbed, it sits in my drawer Undisturbed I sit in this room I’m not sure where you sit All I know is it’s not with me