
"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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