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The first time that you kissed me was here, besides our willow tree whilst the leaves were being painted orange and the sky a tainted grey.

You ran up to me, embracing me in the tightest hug that a person can give, fluffy brown hair tickling my face as you, tickled me.

I fell on the ground, laughing, staring up at you through a coloured lense so effective, all of your flaws fell from my grasp. Leaving only a kind hearted boy whom I loved with every fibre of my being.

"You're ridiculous, James." I said through my laughter, pushing him besides me until we were in a trance of glances. It was impossible to tell which one of us loved the other more.

You were perfect, the most beautiful boy that I have ever seen in my entire life.

And then you were gone.

And I followed.

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