A Wednesday.
It was a Wednesday that you left.
Every last bit of you
It was all gone
A single purple sock, a broken hairclip, and a few crumpled paper bills summed up all of what remained of the entirety of an existence
It's been a while since then
The tale of a love lost has been buried in the sands of a clumsy time
The sock, the hairclip, the paper bills have found their way to the debris of a trash
The sheets don't smell of you anymore
Names have found fresh surnames; lives have found new addresses
Wednesdays have come and gone by
But...
It was a Wednesday that you left.
Every last bit of you
It was all gone
A single purple sock, a broken hairclip, and a few crumpled paper bills summed up all of what remained of the entirety of an existence
It's been a while since then
The tale of a love lost has been buried in the sands of a clumsy time
The sock, the hairclip, the paper bills have found their way to the debris of a trash
The sheets don't smell of you anymore
Names have found fresh surnames; lives have found new addresses
Wednesdays have come and gone by
But...
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