R.O.O.M. (Remnant of Other Moments)

I saw it the morning you left

Something about the way the light hit your face

The way your disheveled hair laid on your head

The strands were angelic in the early light

There was something in your voice

Or maybe it was the veiled sentiments

falling from your lips

I knew

I had to let you go

I knew

I had to take you in my heart

feel you with my soul

Sometimes, goodbye

only lasts a little while

I dreamed of holding you again

Laying my sleeping hand on your chest

Breathe in your pheromones and cologne

I knew

where I should have found sorrow

there was peace