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The coffee mug had lipstick on it. She didn’t drink it. She just liked the ritual.
There was a crumpled receipt on the floor. Same gas station where we used to meet halfway.
The jacket on the floor had my initials on the tag. We swapped jackets once in spring.
She wore my old flannel. Oversized. Still smelled like my cologne.
The echo in the room wasn’t accidental. That room was never furnished right after I moved out.
She folded her legs under her — the same way she did when we used to watch horror movies.
The shelf above her had dust — except for one book. The one I gave her.
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She reached for the necklace, the one I gave her after that fight we never resolved. I caught myself leaning closer.
The angle caught a bit of a frame — it held our first picture together. I didn’t expect the flood of memory — but it hit anyway.
I recognized her by the way she adjusted her bra strap — same old motion. No other stream ever hit like this one.
The way she said ‘closer’ wasn’t sexy — it was personal. It felt like the past slipped into the present.
The pillowcase had a tear on the right side. I made that tear during a tickle fight. Each second pulled me back further.
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