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Feb 2014
I stopped eating our favourite food
the taste was like your lips.

I cut my hair
only so your touch wasn't engrained.

I gave away that dress
the one you liked.

those albums... i deleted
because i couldn't hear the music
no
i could only hear your tapping fingers
when you sang along

you know I did many things
but the one thing i didn't do
                                              and still can’t do

Is forget you.
Written by
Unheard-of  21/F/England
(21/F/England)   
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