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one side of the pillow

I buried my face in my pillow to find you from yesterday
your one scent of salty bread and heavy sweat
I guess I did find you
with your tired eyes, your almost blank eyes
and I thought you’re too tired to understand how I feel about you, and us, or us
then I found you with your head on one side of this pillow
because we only have one favorite, so we shared

the other side still smells like me, though I don’t really know how to describe this emptiness

to you

I miss you

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