I love the first time we said hi. I love how it was hard for us to say goodbye.
I love how our first kiss was not posed. I love how I ended up kissing your nose.
I love how you didn't try to control. I love how I'd still have your hand to hold.
I love how you were always happy, when we text, or on a call. I love how we never fought, not even close, not even at all.
I love how I stopped the tears from your eye. I love how it was still hard for us to say goodbye.
I love how we ended just like we started. I love how nobody was brokenhearted.
I'm done,
Afan.
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