16. The Mundane

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What I miss the most is the mundane.
Cooking dinner, brushing up against you
in the kitchen. Driving in the car and listening
to music we both love, and navigating a cart
together through the supermarket. I can’t go
anywhere near a fish tank without thinking of you,
and house plants on wood floors make me want to cry.
I don’t know how much longer it will hurt to taste
lemon meringue pie, or to walk dark streets in New York,
but I bet there are more years of this ahead of me.

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