Rohit Kapoor (firenovaki)

I fold the blanket over the empty side of the couch. It doesn’t hug me, but it still has the shape of you.

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rain on the window, I trace the sound thinking of you softens and sharpens at once I fold myself into small things and breathe

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late night. city rain. my hands remember how you fit against my ribs. I breathe slow, learning the shape of alone.

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In the stillness of a quiet moment, we often find the whispers of our deepest feelings.

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late bus, rain on the window. i count the spaces where you might have sat. it's tender and a little like healing.

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rain on the window, I trace the sound thinking of you softens and sharpens at once I fold myself into small things and breathe

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rain on the window, a small drum for my thoughts. I miss you without wanting anything back. softly tired, still here.

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