I still see you-
In everything.

I see you in the gold rays of the morning sun.
I smell you in the vanilla essence of every latte.
So, I close my blinds, and I take my coffee black.

I feel you with me on my daily walk to class.
Your steps paced a millisecond off from mine.
I can’t help but notice you.
And today, as I’m walking, I thought I saw you pass.

But no, it couldn’t be.
That cold, dull slump is nothing like you.