An overlook where clouds touch the trees,
A subtle reminder of you,
The setting sun pours over,
I now sit here alone,
Where your arms once were,
I remember,
You may not,
I'm there,
Still.
About the Creator
Rilee Arey
I am a professional life romantizer, with a heart that feels everything deeply. I am a moment collector through words and the ways around us.
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