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High school.

I only thought of studies.
Never thought of you barging
In my life.

I got confused when
you became part of me.

I was so stupid.
Looking away.
When you were
Just there, beside me.

I met you.
In a park, just the two
Of us.

I became acquainted with
You.

Your smile was so unavoidable
To look at.
You have that stupid smirk that
I wanted to love.

That crazy laugh when
We joke around.

Your voice,
That I wanted to hold on to my ears,
Till it reaches my heart.

Your warmth, that I wanted to hug.

Your addicting scent that I wanted to
Be close with forever.

I asked what your name was.
You never told me, but I
told mine.
I find it unfair.

I met you during broad day light.
Was it even broad day light?
We went through our separate ways in
The night.
24/7

You became my thoughts,
My visions,
My words,
My dreams,
My story,
My memory,
My friend.

One day, you told me to bring
2 papers, 2 pencils, 1 eraser.
I thought we were gonna study.
But I was wrong.

You drew me,
I drew you.

You were amazing.
I was NOOB.
Ahah.
But I was able to draw you.
It was midnight.

You told me that I should give you my
Drawing on the next day.

I waited.
And waited.
The sun was showing half of its
Circle.
You still didn't came.

My tears were starting to line
Up a verge in my eyes.
I hold it in because I hoped.
Your words,
repeating in my mind.

I waited.
And waited.

You never came.
I kneeled down,
Shouted my pain.
And looked down.

I saw a note.
"Goodbye"

Why.
Without knowing
Your name?
You said goodbye.
You never waited for my drawing.
You never came for me.
I came for you.
I came for your
"Goodbye"

You mentioned that you were going to an airport.

I ran.
As fast as I can,
I ran.
I left everything
Behind me.
Because if I looked forward,
I would see you.

....
You were gone.
...

I was too late,
You were gone.
..

The plane exploded
on top of me.

You became a flame.

A flame that was blown out
In the midair.

My visions,
My words,
My dreams,
My story,
My memory,
My friend,
My love.
I'm sorry that I was late.

When I looked behind the note,
It said,
"I know that this is ridiculous.
I know that you will run for me.
I know you loved me.
I loved you, too.
I'm sorry that I wrote this.
Don't regret because I never regret
meeting you. I never thought that you
would barge in my life.
I'll be your memory. I'll be someone who will look out for you from above.
I'll be someone who would cry
Because you became part of me.
I'm sorry.
I love you."

....
"Goodbye"
..

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