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remember when we first met,
we had so much in common it was suspicious?
we’d both point at each other and exclaim,
“i’m on to you!”
laughing and smiling ‘cos we both knew
there was nothing to hide; we are simply that alike.

i know it is not over but it feels so.
i am missing your smile and kiss
as if i will never have them again.

but your shoes lay in the corner of my cluttered room,
buried under my clothes.
it comforts to have a piece of you.

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