Daily Prompt · Poetry

When She Left

She

She giggled in a way that reminded me of Sunday mornings
She was comfortable like that.
Like a lazy cuddle in bed while our fingers intertwined
Whispering words we couldn’t keep.
She was a cozy rainy afternoon,
The kind that keeps you at home, while you lit the fireplace
She was safe and easy
She would shower me with her smiles and her book references

I miss her the way I miss an old memory
An aching for a collection of thoughts
A longing for a distant and blurry photograph

Daily Prompt: Giggle

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