Little bits of him

Scent hugging your clothes,

Making the wrinkles seem insignificant…

Everywhere little bits of him.

Can associate so much with

A touch,

A smile,

Everwhere.

He’s the type of drug that might cause heart failure

Your heroine?

Rushing down the tide of your veins

What a temporary pleasure.

But you know that pleasures are worthwhile

However temporary,

Don’t you?

Will you say that when

Your heart is breaking,

Little bits of you,

Everywhere?

E very pleasure is impermanent

Isn’t it?

And when it’s gone,

Still, everywhere…

Little bits of him.