it's strange not to have you around,
for i sometimes accidentally cook for two
because the thoughts of you,
my hand would instinctively search
for your warmth next to me,
and not to smell your gentle
masculine smell,
it's strange not to have you around
and to have you as a mere stranger.
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The Subtle Arts of Moving On
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