75PoWriMo - LXXIV

sometimes i wish you weren't so hard to let go of


         there's still a part of my arms
                that continues to feel wrapped around you
      there's still a part of my nose
            where the smell of your hair lingers
   there's still a part of my chest
         warmed by the mist of your breath
there's still a part of my heart
      that will never leave your side