Dear beloved,
Do you remember that day? When we stared at each other? With me standing in my prom gown and you wearing your perfect suit? When every beautiful little sparkling star in the sky was shining for us? Like… If they knew this will happen. My hands crossed in the back of your neck, and yours around my hips. Not only because of the cold midnight but also because of you, the skin of my whole body bristled. The moonlight reflected in the surface of the quiet and cold water. You and me. Barefoot. Gooseflesh. Eyes wide open. Soft wind. You and me.
Do you remember that day? Well, since that day.
—Me.
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