see you again

I found something of yours,

even though your

gone,

something you left

at my house.

I must have

missed it

when I was

cleaning out

your stuff,

for it was too

painful to see

your things

and know I will

never see you

again.

I was sitting there,

holding the

bracelet that used to

lay on

your wrist,

and I didn’t know

what to do

with it.

I argued between

keeping it,

as the last remainder

to what we

had,

or throwing it

away

because I couldn’t

bare to have

a reminder

that you’re

not here to

wear it

anymore.

I realized that

you had my

necklace

before it all

ended,

maybe it was

thrown away

with the rest of

my things that

were in your possession.

Then, I saw you

today,

at least someone that

looked just

like you,

they were even

wearing my

necklace.

But I know

it wasn’t you,

the person I knew

with your face

died

a long time ago.