Soap
Location
I thought of you while in the shower
And I thought of how nice it'd be
If you and I were finally together,
In this so called reality.
I thought about your things among my things
Along the bathtub's edge.
I imagined myself running out of soap
And using yours instead.
I then imagined wearing you to the store, to the gym, and even to work,
And every time I took a deep breath
My face would turn into a joyful smirk.
Because with every breath I took,
I smelled the scent of you
As if you were always right there with me,
Just like an old tattoo.
I then imagined that night laying down with you,
Smelling the back of your neck,
And finally figuring out where all my soap had gone to.