His memory

I sat and wrote.

Wrote down all that I had to say.

I tried to cry,

however my tears felt heavy.

Every tear drop felt like added sorrow.

I sat and remembered our laughters.

Our memories and jokes.

Suddenly a smile appeared on my face.

I tried to forget him.

His scent covered everything.

His smile brought me happiness.

He brought me sanity and peace.

It felt like his memory had found home in my surroundings.

Each time I tried writing down all I had to say,

the pen refused obedience.

His memory clouded my mind.

And my words sliped to another dimension.