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A pencil.
What a simple thing to fixate on. Your gaze does not leave it.
You remember.

Pale hands, frail hands.
His hands.
Head, eyes, nose, mouth, etched out with a pencil.
Draping over his thin shoulders, cat-like. His soft smile,
a rumble like a laugh against your chest.
It's beautiful.
I can teach you, if you want.
Wide grin, childish yet. A nod and a hug
and a pencil of your own.
Drawing side by side,
content.

You pick up the pencil on the edge of your desk
with an air of melancholy
and draw.
Head, eyes, nose, mouth, etched out with a pencil.
Thin, sore shoulders. Sad smile,
breaths like sobs shaking your chest.
I remember everything you've taught me.
You let the pencil fall.