The mark on your chest.

I wish I stayed

i wish I was present, within your presence maybe things wouldnt have changed.

im losing the curves of the smile you gave, the way your eyes shrank when you grinned ear to ear. The shape of your hand in mine. The way of the small of your back placed perfectly into me. The marks you called ugly, that I called lovely. The creases in your eyes to the way you stuck your tongue out. I wish I had stayed for a while longer so maybe that I wouldn’t forget the very details of your existence. I’m losing you even though You have been gone for a while.