Lingers

Your scent lingers
in the car
on the bed
on my shirt
in my head.

Your memory burns
in my heart
of that day
the waves crash
the trees sway.

Your touch stays
on my skin
in my brain
leaving nerves
with your stain.

Your eyes hold
searing deep
into my soul
knowing well
what I stole.

Your heart breaks
thanks to me
the tears flow
the hatred fills
time to go.

Your ghost lingers
in the car
on the bed
in the dark
in my head.

© Autumn Siders 2017
Lingers

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