As you walk away

All I see are neon lights

Darkened in the night

As you disappear

My voice, silenced by the wind,

Yells “No! Please, don’t go!”

As you close the door

I swivel, and sprint away

Tasting the sharp breeze

I come to your bed

Your baby powder smell has

Drifted to the past

Now, all I have left

Is the memory of your

Soft, motherly touch🦜

Sincerely,

Caralia🫶🏼

💕