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कार्मेल #12 (a new series for 2025)


I don't know how to unlove you.

Not when my body still folds like origami at the memory of your name.

Not when I flinch at your cologne on a stranger walking past.

Not when my grief still speaks your language.

People say "move on" as if love is furniture.

As if I can pack it in boxes and send it away without it haunting every inch of who I am.


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