it hurts to think, to speak.
it hurts even to blink.
what is food?
i have forgotten how to eat.
there is nothing that does not remind me of you.
four walls no longer provide comfort.
how can it be that we didn't even kiss goodbye properly?
above all things, this haunts me the most.
and the way you looked at me through your back windshield.
as if you could memorize our parting scene in that one glance.
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