Hand written love notes from no one,
are smeared like rose petals
across your pillow
bed sheet handprints,
smelling of yesterdays rain
dead skin dust collects on a
dresser not opened
for millions of forgotten seconds.
Tears leak out of the ceiling, to
stain a picture frame
Photos of a loved one-lost
memories like child's laughs
collect on your skin like dew,
memories locked away,
face blank it's so hard to remember
it's so easy to forget
