Inspired by The Almost Daily Writing Promt, "Give you Space" I found your sock in my laundry Red like Elmo’s fur I sniffed it seeking your scent But only smelled Tide detergent I wish I got to keep the bunny Though her cage stunk up the room It was nice to come home to a living soul Who needed me to live They say a lover remains For 7 years inside your veins So you haunt my head Appear throughout my days I would have given the world But you wanted space And time to find yourself out there Where will you land among the stars? Far, far away Far, far away Far, far away from me We’re still friends on Facebook But we never text anymore When I see a picture of you with another guy I assume you both are boning I’m not ready to go on Tinder dates I’ll just try to find another you Of course there is no other Just poor substitutes They say a lover remains For 7 years inside your ve