since i held your hands in mine
in your room
that's a comfort
it feel so much longer
a different place
object constancy
i definitely have to work on.
when i went to japan
i remember telling people back home
that i felt
they did not exist
i couldn't remember events
little or small
my brain only contained a hazy visual
like that of a childhood's illustrated storybook.
realizing this
is all very scary
because it means
i could get along just fine
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