The simple things,
the people, the moments
the mug with the coffee you held in your hands
while you spoke about your day
the taste of chocolate
as it lingers in your mouth,
waiting in the rain
for the bus
listening to the ring before he picks up
you untangle your hair with your comb –
brings back memories of your childhood
making your bed
before you let the sun in
rushing down the stairs
to greet the aroma
of breakfast
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