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To You

My everything...

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"Yes, my dear. I was waiting for you.

Before I even met you, I was waiting for you.

Always.

That night.

That holy night that I met you, your naked body I was holding for the first time, those tears I couldn't hold.

I wish I could keep a piece of your dress as a talisman, hidden deep inside my heart.

I could even smile to the one that you belong to now.

Because I, my dear, owe you something more than love.

I owe you my hope, my tears and my song.

Even in such a small moment with you, I lived my whole life."

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