I have been trying to re-create you. Scraps of paper. Fragments of your songs. A sweater. Your broken bracelet. I pull all of the memories out and look at them. I re-create the seconds, the minutes we spent together. The good. The not so good. I am trying to conjure you for a moment more.
I gather all of your things together but you do not appear. I look for you everywhere but I cannot find you. Sometimes I think that maybe I catch a glimpse. My skin burns intermittingly and I wonder, if it's you trying to reach out from another place in time. But it's not good enough even if that is the truth. I want to feel your warm, milk scented skin. I want to have your soft lips and deep eyes penetrate this void. I want. But there is only the ache.
I grasp your empty red jacket. I put it in the bed with me. I keep trying to find you. But you are not there.
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