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This is post #36 in 100DaysOfBloggingChallenge


You left one day

just like that


The ghosts of memories linger

fresh and fragrant.


The remnants of  conversations

still loud and clear.


The Utopian dreams

wake me up at night.


Some thoughts hang in air

mangled and muddled.


Incidents, sometimes,  are reminders

of you, your presence.


The shadows of us

follow me at times


I hear footsteps, approaching

can that be you??


You left one day

 did you ever really?