"it's too cold for you here. so now let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater." remember that song? that's the only English song I knew how to play. fun fact, I learned that song after I found out that it was your favorite. I also found out that big sweaters were your thing so guess what? I bought us a matching pair of big sweaters. you left yours behind and it hurts to see in my closet. I just wish you wouldn't leave your things behind so I could just forget you. why are you making this so hard for me?
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caraphernelia | joshua hong [✓]
Fanfictioncaraphernelia : A broken-heart disease whenever someone leaves you but leaves all their things behind. "what's so good about picking up the pieces?" - in which he left and she had to suffer through the memories.
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