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dwindling scent

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the traces of a dream escaping me
i struggle to consider all of the possibilities and make sense of everything
vague snippets on the tip of my tongue
i can see pictures, feel sensations
a pile of puzzle pieces that i am simply too foolish to fit together
barely making out your bright eyes and lips in the vague fragments i managed to connect
my lips still wet with your kiss
the dwindling scent of your hair
the tragedy of waking up to the desolate wasteland this place has become
like a drug crash, only so much worse
my soul; bleeding for the missing piece
it tears the rest of me apart