You still had the same scent I get addicted back then when we cuddle. You still wear the same white shirt I told you that was perfect. Funny how you still read the same book I suggested; The same coffee we sipped 'til our story ended. You still had the same laugh when I cracked my corny jokes, and the perfect smile where I fell and broke.
How come you still had all of them? All the things that has the resemblance of our memories.
That's why I never knew how we ended, or it was just our chapter that you ended? Guess we're still in the same book yet different pages.
- M.M | Unfinished [Photo: Lei Angeline B. Fulache]
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