one twenty eight

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our last kiss wasn't.

 for you.

i hid a polaroid of myself blowing you a kiss,

back when we were in love.

told you

'it's a goodnight kiss for the days i'm not around.'

i wish no pain on you, i just hope that one day

you decide your room needs rearranging.

and that old, tattered polaroid,

falls from the crack between your bed and the wall.

and i hope you remember me.

k.h.

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