There are traces of you in my lungs. Each inhale is laced with your sighs and moans filling my mouth. I don\'t want to breathe anymore.
There are traces of you in my fingertips. Every touch brings me back to your soft hair and rough hands. I don\'t want to feel anymore.
There are traces of you on my tongue. Each lick is tainted with your sour words. I don\'t want to taste anymore.
There are traces of you in my eyes. Every tear that falls is filled with water, salt, and the memory of your carelessness. I don\'t want to see anymore.
There are traces of you in my heart. Each heart string is smothered with your false love and affection. I don\'t want my heart to beat anymore.