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This feeling.

These lovely heffalumps and woozles.

When I can’t wait to see him
at the end of the day
even though we’ve both
been sick for a week
and neither of us
can speak
without coughing.

This.

When we finish each other’s
thoughts,
jokes,
sentences.
“Get out of my mind.”
No. Don’t.
I like you there.

And this.

When he said
to a mutual friend,
“I remember her even when I don’t remember myself.”
 

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