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Last night I dreamed about you, one of the few dreams that isn't black and white, so real that it was only just a dream. The only way I could take us back then, in a new semester back in September. You were full of life and positive as always. Meeting you again, rang a chime for the room that you carved in my heart . It reminded me of the times we spent together, the memories of joy and bliss. I could write a book about how you made me feel, but how about these words that I wrote for you?

So I sit here trying to paint a dream of your evocative image. I thought I knew what true love looks like, however everything was a hallucination caused by the mirror of our society. Thinking that I met an ordinary girl on ordinary way was foolish thing to do. My shell protecting me from evil, couldn't let me see further than my past. But despite selfishly hiding myself, you were there. I met a radiant girl in a tedious world, painting my walls with vivid colors. For long I've been lying myself that this isn't love. If it isn't love what is it then? It's like the devil in me saw the god in you, I wanted to cherish you like a drop of rain on a flower's leaf. I've broke the spell that I casted on myself but it was too late. Colors faded, you fled. The harvest of this love are the days that I count. Till time do us apart and it did. Our history, only half of decade, lustrum. Sacrifice for the time we spent together.

Now that you have derailed out of my sight, I can still hear your voice in my room past midnight. For me you were rarer than a Lorándite. Now I would never be able to discover the secret behind your sun. Gotta finish what I started so I stop the sentiment, but the memories will remain.

Life is full of ups and downs, all of my ups are related with you and now I'm down.You were my medicine now you are my poison, the dose is lethal. For now let me forget you, cause I cant live on with this pain burning in my chest. I've been searching for another one like you but I know deep down inside that would be futile. And when the time will pass and things will change let us meet again, let us meet for the old time's sake, in the line for the place so divine.
See every story has a sequel, but I don't think this is the case with mine. This is the last one I'll ever write. So for now my love goodbye and let me forget you.