​Afterglow

You return to me every day-

a quiet ache blooming in my chest

as I relive the moments

we once breathed into each other.

I tried to forget you, I did-

but my heart whispered:

if I release the pain,

I will also lose the sweetness

of having been yours.

So I carry the sorrow gently,

like a secret pressed to the skin-

not to suffer,

but to remember

the few moments

where I truly belonged.