Still in love with you

Every morning;
my breath speaks of mint
but the air I breathe is full of you
my mouth is painted, a strawberry hue
but I can still taste you
I wear perfume
but my skin still exudes you
you’ve left your scent on me
I still smell of you
I don’t know what to do
every thought carries a whiff of you.

At night too;
I sleep in lingerie new
but the bedsheets still reek of you
my eyes, they close
but I still clearly see you
my dreams too
are visions of me and you
every day is the same, as if on cue
life is looping moments of déjà vu
I thought I’d get over you
but clearly, I’m still in love with you.

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