Her porcelain fingers reached into the pool of my mind. She touched everything, every memory and every thought. My brain simply could not function without her scent making itself present in my mind. Her sweet shampoo had penetrated the deepest parts of my soul. Her saccharine voice echoed in every moment of silence. Her light, satin laugh bounced delicately off of my ears in all my lonely hours. I try to drown her with my tears but before she left she carved herself into me. I put myself through the wash hundreds of times but nothing could remove the stain she left. Her glossy eyes still laughed at me in every mirror and at the bottom of every glass. I will always be able to feel her fingerprints that she placed on my skin, on my eyes, and in my life.
