falling asleep with the taste of mimosa still sweet on my tongue and waking up to the smell of muffins and you hasn't happened in a while. i wish i had bottled your scent or at least savored our mornings more. 
i didn't know you'd leave
and go so far 
for so long
but truthfully, even if i had 
i doubt i would've acted differently.
i would've still been as rash as i was back then
never stopping to let it all settle in
i still haven't settled.