“Everything just takes me back to when you were there.”-When We Were Young, Adele

I’ve been searching everything
we’ve been through
for remaining traces of you.
I found your smile while sitting on
sandy grounds surrounded
by all the people I’m about to leave;
your hair in her words about running away
in the rain from the rain;
the things you said in the blue lines
I’ve coloured into my white shoes;
and your presence in metal boxes
that I miss every morning.


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