It returns at dusk—soft persistent luminous
Not haunting simply reminding
A face a tone a hush before laughter
Some memories refuse extinction
It drifts beside me like a ghost who loves gently
It rearranges the air with its presence
My heart folds around it like a letter rediscovered
Time bows acknowledging what it couldn’t erase
Light shifts;silhouettes regain color
I hear footsteps from years ago
Memory sits beside me without apology
I welcome its company
When night deepens
it settles into my chest—warm honest
Not a wound
A witness