NOTE19 | INFESTATION

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i know the first person you think about is me.
at night when those monsters crawl into your head you realize their faces are a reincarnation of me. the eyes that you can recall so vividly haunting every inch of your memories while the chocolate color of your pillows reminds you of my eyes. yet you refuse to throw them out. you're now realizing.

i know you miss me.

— t.j

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