Chapter 5

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From where I am standing, I can finally see you wearing the same dress when I first caught a glimpse of you.

And I told myself, this day was worth the wait.

I held up my hand then wave until you noticed me and I saw how wide your smile has become – which is the same case for me.

As you cross the street along with the crowd, I'm already practicing my lines.

From the truth I am about to spill,

To the love I can finally confess.

But even before I could hand you the bouquet I took time to arrange, I noticed how stained my shirt was with my blood.

Then I turned to you.

Your lips are parted and shock was written all over your face and it was the last thing I saw before I fall. Before I shut my eyes close.

And I no longer know what I regretted the most.

The fact that I wasn't able to give you these Daffodils like promised, or the other fact that I never got to tell you that it was me.

The guy you met in the countryside.

The guy you promised to love until the end of time and;

The guy you forget after the accident.

It was all me.

But hey, after all that I guess nothing has changed. Yellow is still your color.

fin

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