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I thought that I could live
Without seeing you
Without feeling you

I thought a month without you would be durable
That a week would be fine
That a day would be nothing

I thought I could forget you
by covering my eyes
by holding my nose

But look at me now
Desperate to see you, I grab my phone to call you.
I don’t need your number,
my finger remembers your number

Now I sit in front of the door, waiting
But soon stand up with impatience
I walk up and down the corridor with my eyes fixed at the door

From faraway, I hear the footsteps
It gets closer, closer and closer
And stops in front of my door

With relief, I wide open the door.


“Peperoni medium, right?”




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