knocknocknock
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hello?

i miss you.

i miss your hands in mine.
i miss the crinkle of your eyes when you smile.
i miss running through hotel halls.
i miss racing and beating you again and again.
i miss what i felt.


i miss the way things were.


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that's what i would've said
had he opened his front door.