“I see you in everything, from
the spaces between clouds to
a lamp-light nervously flickering.

these new girls and these humid nights
are just distractions from the lack of you
but, like the time, even when I am unaware
of its presence, thoughts of you
are busy carving out a home in my mind.

I feel you in everything, even in their touches,
their soft breaths tickling my neck, their nails
running rivers along my skin.

if I can’t let you go,
how can I ever again begin?”