Poem 13 (Collection 3)

I counted every step
I cautiously took,
following him to the doorstep.

I traced my way back,
following the trail of his fragrance
to my loneliness,
to the blank spaces of my bed.

My heart weighed the heaviest
in that momentary
Goodbye.

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