Love
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We were just sitting down, enjoying the night stars when you suddenly ask me about my first love. I was puzzled but I answered, describing that person as wonderful and all that but I told you that person was no more but a child's dream. You would look at me before smiling.
"When you meet a person like that, don't let the opportunity slip by. You'll never know when fate decides to let you love again," you say before getting up. That's when I realize what you meant. You'll never get the chance to love again because you'll end up hurting that person. That night, I just sat there and cried for you, even though I don't usually do that. You know why? Because the person I just described to you a moment ago was you.
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