Poetry: Untitled

I still remember the exact moment I fell in love with you
the very instance.
the way you were standing
face contorted in deep thought
lips pursed, hands holding a guitar.

I can remember every detail
from the stubble on your face to
the color—
the style of your jeans
the color of the laces in your shoes.

I remember how your eyes
held my image with contempt
staring at me blankly and wondering
who I was and
why I was there.

I remember smiling
because that’s all you ever make me do
smile.
even as I lay here
broken & alone
the thought of your laugh
the way you wrinkle your nose
your lopsided grin
makes me smile

because I can’t stop loving you.

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