The aftershave you gifted

Lasted longer than us

Should I spray it one last time?

Let it linger over my otherwise dry skin?

The aftertaste of our last kiss

Stands firmly on my tongue

Should I erase it with water?

Let it melt into my heart shaped cavity?

The after hours of our conversations

Still keep me up late at nights

Should I drown them with sleep?

Let them dissipate with the reckoning of a new dawn?

The aftermath of a concluded "us"

Feels like an unfinished business

Should I let it haunt me?

Or bottle it in

In the almost empty aftershave you gifted?