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to seungcheol,
i miss the cold morning breeze and warm sunlight that greeted us every morning as we made our way together to our destination. you never let go of my hand, not even once, even as you struggled to carry my cup of coffee using a hand that’s already occupied. the subtle smile that you always have on your lips, and the little hum you give whenever you lean in closer to catch what i was saying in the crowded auditorium. and the day when you stood behind me, softly telling me to not move an inch, as you graced my neck with an infinity necklace— even when you’re far away, your presence linger. come back home.














