I keep encountering scents that remind me of you
And I almost wish they would linger like they used to
Now your image wafts in and out of my memory more than it ought to
In those moments I can almost feel you
Its when Izzie and Denny are in the same place at the exact same time
And I could tell you
Tell you that some days I still miss you
Tell you that sometimes I get news and you’re still the first person I want to share it with
Tell you that every now and then you’re the only person I want to talk to
Tell you that I keep writing poems about you that I know you’ll never read
But I won’t
We didn’t get it right but that doesn’t mean we got it wrong
Some endings are written perfectly