Imprint
I blinked
not realizing it was day.
It felt like the movies, you know?
Time moving ever so slowly.
It took me a moment
to realize you were gone.
Just the imprint of your form
in my bed remained.
I showed you all the love
I could offer
for just one night,
and it wasn't enough.
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