Without you
It was the longest day of the season
As it rustled in the winter wind
I just wanted to remind you somehow
That I’m so fond of you
And I carried your toothbrush
In my pocket all day.

Yeah I knew
It can not substitute your presence
But the temptation of your being around
I found
In your fresh breaths
Left lingering
With your toothbrush.

Around you
Must’ve floated the foam of my longing
As I walked with it
In my hands
Dreaming about you
Talking to it
Probably the things you don’t know.

But it does –
Your toothbrush.

In longing spirit by Autumn Ethereal @
In longing spirit by Autumn Ethereal @

9 Comments Add yours

  1. Oloriel says:

    Sometimes, they things that people forget, both physical and emotional, are a deadly mixture of a blessing and a curse.

    1. They are deadly indeed.

  2. words4jp says:

    I threw his toothbrush out a long time ago.

  3. soumyav says:

    this is different! 🙂

    1. Something had to be different, I hope it was a good change. Thank you 🙂

  4. bejamin4 says:

    Absolutely unexpected. And absolutely fantastic.

    1. bejamin4 says:

      You’re welcome.

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