You were the young woman in apartment 31: black hair, dark skin, and the most beautiful brown eyes.
I was the soft footfall in the hallway, the late-night rattling of cupboards, the persistent chill in the air, and the empty corner your cat kept staring at.
You don't know me, but I'm begging you: move back in. Let me haunt you.
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There'll be more of them throughout the month.Delete