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Jan 24
My keyboard displays your name whenever I type the first letter
Your city is still in my weather app
My car named your house “home”
My pillow case reeks of your cologne
Our pictures line the walls of my childhood bedroom
Your coffee order still sits favorited in the app
Sometimes when I do the laundry,
and one of my socks goes missing,
yours will show up instead
I have jewelry tucked away,
that occasionally finds its way up to the front
Half of my wardrobe was yours

Maybe if someone warned me,
that I would be haunted by you for the rest of my life,
I would’ve been more careful
Written by
Lola
25
 
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