The time has come. The time when i need to let you go. The time that i hate. The time when we can meet for the last time.
We were looking at each other. Hearing the sound of the wind and just staring, express our feelings just with our eyes.
You and me are thinking the same thing, our memory. We start to move closer and my heart beats faster until i felt his lips on my lips.
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