How memories stay alive

The thought of you clings to my skin like coconut oil. These memories run their fingers down my body hoping I never escape them.

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Songs we listen to when we’re sad

I’m listening to our favorite album

Not because I miss you

But because I miss the moment that made this album special

I’m reminded of how easily I can make love last even when it’s gone

I can turn a song into a feeling

I can turn an album into a tunnel that connects me to you.

Conversations with myself

I tell myself

I must listen

The same way I wait for the moons prayers

I tell myself you must love

The same way my mother did when she taught me how to catch my breath

I tell myself you must enjoy

The same way my grandfather listens to music in his coveted chair

I tell myself you must learn to forgive

The same way you learned to love, without any conditions.