don’t kill me yet

Why am I thinking about you 

I know it was never real 


I shouldn’t have isolated myself 

Now I have to read between lines 


Like we used to do together 

Our favourite poem 

Her favourite song 

Your mix 

If I listen to it enough 

Will you hear me


Why am I thinking about you again 

After so long 

Either be here or don’t 

But lingering kills me 

I think I can smell your clothes 

the scent lingers 

from the seat in front of mine 

when we were students so so long ago 

if it’s not real 

why do I feel it so hard?


Don’t kill me just yet, H


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