the extension of you barged in as you left for the train,
i turned away, it’s not real, i blocked the free flow of tears as you left for the train. i will never see you again.
but even thats not true,
i looked in the mirror as i washed my face, and realize, no amount of water will wash you off my face,
and i am forever thankful i can carry you around with me
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i miss you.

















