The Reminder
There are many things that remind me of you.
Every time the sun sets,
And the sky paints itself in thousands of colors,
I see you.
The songs you once played,
They still linger in my playlist.
They set my mood and carry me back in time,
As if I am living it all over again.
Sometimes, strangers walk by
Wearing your fragrance.
For a moment, I freeze,
Thinking you might be somewhere near.
That café corner,
And the ever-changing taste of its hazelnut frappe,
Every sip reminds me
Of your quirky expressions.
And the streets
Where you used to walk me home,
Still make me feel
That you might return and hold my hand.
These reminders
Gently tell me
I once lived something
That is truly beautiful.
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