my bed is empty

I washed the sheets to rid it of your scent

 

I deleted your playlist

Yet you still listen to my French 

 

All your belongings are gone

I threw out the items you didn’t take

 

I ignore your voice in my head

But I still hear Arabic echo

 

Two years of commitment

Now meaningless matter

 

All your products are gone

Not that you used much more than a toothbrush

 

But I can’t clean my shattered heart 

It’s all over the floor

 

And I’m crawling, looking for the pieces but I only remnants of what used to be

 

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