Always with you
I know I’m not with you
But that butterfly in my garden reminds me of your delicate eye lashes.
That beige curtain in room reminds me of the shirt you’re wearing in the photograph I’ve of yours in my pocket
Those dates on my study table remind me of your dark brown eyes darting right at me
I know nothing about you,but that initial of your name in my drawer makes me believe we have been together since forever.
How can anyone claim I’m not with you,
when every single thing in the world makes me believe you are always with me
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