These Walls

I smell my life within these walls. The years and all that have dialed in my own perceptions and fantasies. And I miss you tonight and wish you had not left so soon. What a visit it would be, then and now. You did not give me that, funny, so much you did not give and yet so much you gave. My first love.

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