one hundred five

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You saw me watching you from across your window.

You stared at me; neither of us daring to blink.

Then you closed your blinds after I looked away.

I still kept our old polaroids, did you know that? I tucked them in my journal.

They're lost too, I guess.

Funny how I think I saw the exact ones in your room.

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