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the wind blew cold.
i stare at him, tucking my hair behind my ear. his jet-black hair lazily danced on his forehead. my heart skipped a beat while no one dared to speak.
we are filled with the sound of the leaves, dancing through the whistling wind. "how are you?" he mouthed.
i couldn't smile, i couldn't answer. my lips are trembling, overwhelmed by his presence i ached for years.
"i missed you..." i whispered and showed him the rose i promised i'd bring him every year.
i wanted so bad to run and hug him but i know i can't. so i just cried, running my fingers through his gravestone.
