Glimpses

You are in the music that I listen to, telling me: this is life.

You are in the food that I eat; this is what you have shown me.

You are in the cigarettes I smoke, the flash of red.

You are in the drinks I drink; it's this whiskey and it's this coke. I salute you every time.

You are in the car I drive. This is where you sat, the sun beating down on your face, a breeze in your hair.

You are in the clothes that I wear: I look in the mirror and I see what you see.

You are in my perfume. And all the times I've lain down, a hint... just here on my arm.

You are the ring that I wear, the bracelet on my hand. You're on my chain; what you have given me.

You are in my mind's eye, that smile – I can just see it now.

I am a culmination of all of you. I am me, and I am what you made me. A jigsaw of different parts, yet it fits.

I see you everywhere, and you are nowhere. It's what's left behind.

It's the memory in everything that I do.